| Sittin' on the banks of the river and I watch it roll down
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| And I, can’t help but think that I wish it’d turn around
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| Watch it flow back to me then I could change it’s path
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| Sorta like I’m goin' back and I’m changin' the past
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| Sittin' on the banks of the river and these thoughts goin' through my head
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| Kinda like I wish I could go back and take back feelin' everything’s done and
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| unsaid
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| Then a lot of bridges that stood tall that I burned and it went up in smoke
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| I could unburn and then turn around and reverse all them many tight bonds that
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| I broke
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| And the time is startin' to go and fly by and the days, well they turnin' into
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| years
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| I said the time is startin' to go and fly by and the hopes, well they turnin'
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| into fears
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| I don’t wanna go back, but I think to myself yo is it really that feasible
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| Is the ability to turn back the clock just a little bit so unreasonable
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| Well I know it is but I guess my mind is sittin' in a vat that’s full of
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| And the river’s flow has got me hypnotized and my mind is somewhere off in left
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| field
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| And the birds chirp, and the water flows, and then they go a little bit deeper
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| off
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| And that serenity with the wind blowin' and I’m on the ground and it’s feelin'
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| so soft
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| And I know I can’t turn back the time and if I could, I guess I’d already be
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| done
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| But if you can’t dream of fictitious things, well then somebody tell me what’s
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| the fun
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| So if you don’t know exactly where I’ve gone and you try to think and you draw
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| a blank
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| You can find me outside in that cool breeze, I’m sittin' down and I’m chillin'
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| on that river bank
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| Sittin' on the banks of the river and I watch it roll down
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| And I, can’t help but think that I wish it’d turn around
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| Watch it flow back to me then I could change it’s path
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| Sorta like I’m goin' back and I’m changin' the past
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| I’m sittin' on the, I’m sittin' on the, I’m sittin' on the banks of the river
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| yeah
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| I’m sittin' on the, I’m sittin' on the, I’m sittin' on the banks of the river
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| yeah
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| D. Thrash and I’m sittin' on the river banks, I pray to the Lord and I give
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| thanks
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| With the cool breeze and the green trees, everything is so unique
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| Man, I love it out here, toes in the water it’s crystal clear
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| And, I’m lookin' straight ahead, but their ain’t nothin' goin' on in my head
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| That’s right, not a care in the world, and when I get bored my thumbs twirl
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| Knowin' I should be fishin', can’t even think about what I’m missin'
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| I pick up a flower, and I hold it up to my nose
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| It’s got me reminiscing while I’m out here
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| Sittin' on the banks of the river as I watch it roll down
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| And I, can’t help but think that I wish it’d turn around
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| Watch it flow back to me then I could change it’s path
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| Sorta like I’m goin' back and I’m changin' the past
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| Sittin' on the banks of the river as I watch it roll down
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| And I, can’t help but think that I wish it’d turn around
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| Watch it flow back to me then I could change it’s path
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| Sorta like I’m goin' back and I’m changin' the past
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| I’m sittin' on the, I’m sittin' on the, I’m sittin' on the banks of the river
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| yeah
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| I’m sittin' on the, I’m sittin' on the, I’m sittin' on the banks of the river
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| yeah |