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  1. Lost River

From the recording Lost River

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Lyrics

Nobody knows where it begins
They cannot find where it ends
But if you're quiet you can hear it rolling by
People come from miles away to hear that water's cry
They call it the lost river as if it doesn't know where to go
Isn't that so typical, a perspective so predictable
We redefine our miracles when they don't fit what we know
Nobody knows where it begins
Though some have searched their whole life long
It's something you can hear, but you may never see
Not unlike the music in this song
They call it the lost river as if it doesn't know where it is
Isn't that so typical, our response to the invisible
The things we cannot find we say are lost
So we disregard the quest and pay the cost
But the river might suggest it is we who are lost

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