I Thought We Were a River Songtext
von Josh Pyke
I Thought We Were a River Songtext
Oh, I thought we were a river
So freezing and pure
Put your mind to the mountain
And we′ll push a way through
And when there was little less of you
And a little more of me
Put my mind to the mountain
I will carry us to the sea
Yeah, I thought we were a river
Running out to the sea
Put your hand on my chest now
Can you slow my heart beating?
And when were was a little less of me
And a little more of you
Put your mind to the mountain
Find a fissure and push a way through
'Cause I am not a river
I am not the sea
I am the land
That the river made out of me
Oh, and sometimes the river
Is a plentiful lake
Then the same conversations
And the levy does break
But if you only ever think about the river
If you only ever dwell upon that sea
You may never see the beauty
Of the tumbling scree
I won′t lock my eyes on the river
I will let it wash over me
I won't pin my fate to the scurrilous sea
'Cause I am not a river
I am not the sea
I am the land that the river made out of me
And I am not a river
I′m not the sea
I am the land that the river made out of me
Oh, I′m not a river
Oh, I'm not the sea
I am the land that the river
Has made out of me
Oh, I′m not the river
Oh, I'm not the sea
I am the man that the river
Has made out of me
So freezing and pure
Put your mind to the mountain
And we′ll push a way through
And when there was little less of you
And a little more of me
Put my mind to the mountain
I will carry us to the sea
Yeah, I thought we were a river
Running out to the sea
Put your hand on my chest now
Can you slow my heart beating?
And when were was a little less of me
And a little more of you
Put your mind to the mountain
Find a fissure and push a way through
'Cause I am not a river
I am not the sea
I am the land
That the river made out of me
Oh, and sometimes the river
Is a plentiful lake
Then the same conversations
And the levy does break
But if you only ever think about the river
If you only ever dwell upon that sea
You may never see the beauty
Of the tumbling scree
I won′t lock my eyes on the river
I will let it wash over me
I won't pin my fate to the scurrilous sea
'Cause I am not a river
I am not the sea
I am the land that the river made out of me
And I am not a river
I′m not the sea
I am the land that the river made out of me
Oh, I′m not a river
Oh, I'm not the sea
I am the land that the river
Has made out of me
Oh, I′m not the river
Oh, I'm not the sea
I am the man that the river
Has made out of me
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