| The river’s running fast right now.
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| It’s the time of year the water cleanses itself.
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| Running wild, but always in control.
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| And now’s the time to sever the ties.
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| To habits that weaken, disguised by tradition.
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| Drain away this fear,
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| Until it disappears.
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| Yeah!
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| I’m not ready to swim, I’m not going to sink.
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| I just want to float through the sea.
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| Are you pulling me down?
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| Are you holding me up?
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| Or are you slowly drowning me?
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| There’s something to be said for luck.
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| It’s better than being good.
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| When half of being good is being lucky, anyways.
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| We’re spreading out, we’re harder to hit.
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| Become a moving target,
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| Drop your burden,
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| And abandon it.
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| Drain away this fear,
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| Until it disappears.
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| Yeah!
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| I’m not ready to swim, I’m not going to sink.
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| I just want to float through the sea.
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| Are you pulling me down?
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| Are you holding me up?
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| Or are you slowly drowning me?
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| you slowly drowning me
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| I remember a day when I could walk right down the street
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| And feel so confident, and know everything’s okay.
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| Take my hand, don’t let go, but please remember, hearts can grow.
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| We still have to take it slow.
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| I love with caution and trust, alone.
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| I’m not ready to swim, I’m not going to sink.
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| I just want to float through the sea.
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| Are you pulling me down?
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| Are you holding me up?
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| Or are you slowly drowning me?
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| I’m not ready to swim, I’m not going to sink.
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| I just want to float through the sea.
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| Are you pulling me down?
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| Are you holding me up?
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| Or are you slowly drowning me?
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| you slowly drowning me |