I CHASE AFTER A RIVER
I LOOK BEHIND AND SEE A SANDSTORM AFTER ME
I WANT TO SOAK MY BODY
YOU WANT TO SCORCH MY SKIN
I KNOW WHAT I WANT
BUT YOU WANT ME
HER RIVER CAN RUN AND RUN FOREVER
BUY WHAT HAPPENS WHEN YOUR WRETCHED WIND STOPS
AND YOUR DRY BODY FALLS BENEATH MY SHOE
EVEN IF I LOSE THE CHASE
MY SOLITUDE STILL WILL NOT INVITE YOU
AS YOU HAVE NOTHING
THAT A RIVER WOULD WANT
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