I blew the weather vane
And watched it spin around
Can't slow it down now
I can’t slow it down
I've always been good at
Rushing right in
With words lit on fire
Despite where I've been
The river tears through the earth
So fast and hot and wild
It can't seem to reach that cool ocean
It so yearns to find
I wonder when the brakes
Began to fail me
And the passion turned to fire
When what was good
Became a longing
I could never satisfy
The river tears through the earth
So fast and hot and wild
It can't seem to reach that cool ocean
It so yearns to find
The moon, it seems to calm me
And shows me the river deep inside
That's been painted on my body
In these delicate blue veins of mine
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