The River

Lyrics for The River

She despises the direction this city's been going in She rises above it all, cause, after all Someone's gotta go free and someone's gotta fall to the rhythm Escape from New York, escape from L.A Take it from me, leave London You study your Braille, you listen to the hail outside A comedy of souls, a plot thick with holes In a windowless room on the outskirts of town overlooking the river You're living, you're breathing You're living, you're breathing You try to believe what you don't believe You wanted to go, you'll never leave Lily-covered livers The rich man shivers for reasons unknown in the wind "I'm over before I begin," he says "I'm over before I begin to go," he says