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letra de the river (remix) - atmosphere

(chorus 1)
when i see lighting feels like my buzz is heightening
every time i feel the sun i can smell the love
and every time i smell the air i can hear a child trying
but every time i hear a river i think the mother is crying

it was a purple purple sky and an orange orange moon
and everyone was whistling the same tune
except bryan
bryan stared out across the field
and watched the horizon blossom to copper feel
off of the edge of the world
the one we’re all afraid to walk
rational for why we’re so high off of the small talk
but bryan knows where the crows all go
to find the if’s and the and’s and the but’s and also’s

(chorus 2)
if i could run through the woods and speed like the light
i’d find the answers to why and be back by tonight
if i could fly through the fog and look at this rock
i’d figure out how to sweep h-ll off of my block
but as it stands i stay content
trying to be the magic man trying pay my rent
stayed bent trying to turn on the secrets you sought
while we’re still burning the dawn just to keep the day hot

they slipped hidden messages into the cards that they dealt
trying understand myself and all the sorrow i felt
for as simple as i am, how’d i get so complex?
got me studying the margins and disregarding the text

i open the curtains and listen to the traffic go
but i still get nervous each time a piece p-sses go
the residue is thick and the memory fails
i still laugh because the path feels a lot like a trail

we used to be lost walking these hallways with pride
drunk or sober life was nothing short of roller coaster rides
used to trip off the music speak to the rhythm
all we wanted out of life was living

and when you p-ssed i wanted to take back the time we wasted
i’d trade all the buzzes in for one more conversation
we could sit in the shade and discuss the meaning of sacred
because i can’t see the garden no more just the aphids

but the wind still blows and the plants still grow
and i wish your name was on my guest list to my shows
i want you to see me find my freedom
because you got to meet the son before you got to meet my son

(chorus 1)
and when i see the lighting feels like my buzz is heightening
every time i feel the sun i can smell the love
and every time i smell the air i can hear a child trying
but every time i hear a river i think the mother is crying

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