| A cold, black river runnin'
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| Who knows which way it’s gone
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| I feel the half that is missin'
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| Until (the) river flows back to me
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| Come outside into the sun
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| I know in time your will be done
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| Mind like a black river runnin'
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| It’s dark, dark in my motel room
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| Daylight comes under the door
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| And shines, shines on my dirty shoes
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| A prayer, silence, and nothing more
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| Come outside into the sun
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| I know in time your will be done
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| Mind just keeps on runnin'
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| A cold, black river runnin'
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| Who knows which way it’s gone
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| I feel the half that is missin'
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| Until (the) river flows back to me
|
| Come outside into the sun
|
| I know in time your will be done
|
| Mind like a black river runnin'
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| Like a black river runnin' |