LET THE RIVER

You know, to tell you the truth, I’ve got a bone of mine too.
You’ve got a scratch on your bubble, you’re nothing but trouble
You don’t accept your own blues.

I think we can agree, your bed of roses ain’t here.
Did I put it wrong, did I put it right… or did I catch you in the
middle of a brawl with yourself?

Catch you in the middle of a brawl with yourself, clinging like a baby
to the bars of your cell. Take a look around, can you see somebody else?

Taake a little distance like the weather outside, move out of the
way and let the river roll by, the river roll by. Let the river roll by

The weather’s not on your side. You’re stranded in the wrong lane.
You wear your scars on your sleeves, you beg and you plead to find
somebody to blame.

In case you hang around, you’d better losen your deal.
Did I put it wrong? Did I put it right? Or did I catch you in the
middle of a brawl with yourself?

The sky did not betray you, there is no cruel intention.
If something’s trying to shake you, maybe it’s time you listen.
It’s time to turn around

 

Music & Lyrics: Lata Gouveia
Date written: January 2011

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