Ehhr I can't sing alone....
I can't fight the time....
I can't find the rythm in line.....
I want to fish, I want to die. I want to view the people in the sky.
The river is so beautiful and free, I can float for days and just be me.
No judgement, no race.
I'll float to Utah in 8 hours at this pace.
I feel alone, I see the foam. The fish will feed, on the bugs they see.
At the end of the day it's just the river and me.
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