| There are voices in the mirror, faces at the door
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| That open on the rivers we’ve never seen before
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| Are there choices for the sparrow, or does he only fly
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| High above the rivers that are pulling you and I Oh, there are strange rivers, rivers that we cannot see
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| There are strange rivers who know our destiny
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| There are strange rivers who brought your love to me He could have been a builder, he could have been the one
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| Who turned his dreams to steel cathedrals in the sun
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| He could have been a builder, until he bought the gun
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| There are forces in that river that keep him on the run
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| Oh, there are strange rivers, rivers that we cannot see
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| There are strange rivers who know our destiny
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| There are strange rivers who brought your love to me Have you ever turned the corner and wondered why you did?
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| You haven’t been that way since you were just a kid
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| Nothing really happens and then you have to say
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| You wonder what would happen had you gone the other way
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| Oh, there are strange rivers, rivers that we cannot see
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| There are strange rivers who know our destiny
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| There are strange rivers who brought your love to me |