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The girl repeats as she makes me shiver
The life she gave was mine you see
The trees, the knives, the blood, the leaves
I come up for air as the rock gets thicker
She holds me down and my leg gets stiffer
The cold, the sun, the dark, the river
The shiver, the mud, the black, forever

Am I lost and found, am I lost and found
Am I lost and found at the base of the river

Not what I want
Not what I need
When the river runs, baby, it calls for me

Fifteen years in the dark I quiver
No one to hold me, stop me shiver
I went back down to the side of the tree
The knife, the blood, the leaves, and me
I searched for a trace of a girl like you
Looking from the river was a face I knew
The cold, the sun, the dark, the river
The shiver, the mud, the black, forever

The girl repeats as she makes me shiver
The life she gave was mine you see