The River



Sailing down, down the Styx again
Without you my love, I want to return but then
I see all my friends, they want me to join but then
They all melt away, without you alone

And the river's running through my veins
Lately she don't seem the same
And the blood keeps calling out my name

I pass by the sins, left by a different man
The tides brought them here
Cast by a different hand
And the wisps of the winds
Blow with the Styx again
Pushing me on, without you alone

And the river...
Running down...
And the river...
Running Down...
And the river...
Running down...

My will must be strong, to rise with a different life
My will must be long, I'm still pushing for different heights
And the wisps of the winds
Blow down the Styx again
The river runs red
And I'm left alone

And the river's running through my veins
Lately she don't seem the same
And the blood keeps calling out my name

Help me, baby
help me, baby
Help me, baby
Help me, baby
Help me, baby

Ooh..yes!















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