Rivers like us
We don't know where we go
But we still go
Rivers like us
I think I'm done with these old clothes
The pile grows
It's painful but I mean isn't it supposed to be?
Maybe there I'll find my identity
Maybe then I can weep freely
Maybe then things would be easy
Rivers like us
Rivers like us
Rivers like us
We don't know where we go
But we still go
Rivers like us
I think I'm done with these old clothes
I think I'm done with these old clothes
Rivers like us
Rivers like us