The River

As I began to care

I thought about the memories we shared

They won't turn into dust

I'll rust, I'll rust, I'll rust

And when I closed my eyes

I saw different versions of you and I

And never made a plan

I fell into the river again

I fell into the river again

As I began to breathe

I thought about the memories I'd keep

I tried to write a book

I looked, I looked, I looked

Released them to the wind

To find a home of someone else's skin

And never made a plan

I fell into the river again

I fell into the river again

I fell into the river again

I fell into the river again