Lirieke: Breed 77. Cultura. The River.

In the morning I am empty
Of everything I used to be
I will write away my feelings
So no one would ever read
If I had all of the answers
I could poor salt on my wounds
I could fill this room with sorrow
So no one would ever see

I want to wake up and drink from your river
I want to reach out and tear down the sky
To know I'm alive
I want to learn how to feel without bleeding
I want to learn how to live by your side
You're no longer mine

And why
We gotta swim against the tide to each other
To find the other side of the river
And why

If I offered you a picture
And the paint is yet to dry
Could you live with just a whisper?
A flower is meant to die
If I had all of the answers
I could poor salt on my wounds
I could fill this room with sorrow
So no one would ever see

I want to wake up and drink from your river
I want to reach out and tear down the sky
To know I'm alive, yeah
I want to learn how to feel without bleeding
I want to learn how to live by your side
To know that you?re mine

And why
We gotta swim against the tide to each other
To find the other side of the river
And why
We gotta swim against the tide to each other
To find the other side of the river

I want to wake up and drink from your river
I want to reach out and tear down the sky
To know I'm alive, yeah
I want to learn how to feel without bleeding
I want to learn how to live by your side
You?ll never be mine

Why
We gotta swim against the tide to each other
To find the other side of the river
And why
We gotta swim against the tide to each other
To find the other side of the river

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Goodnight
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