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Rivers Run Lyrics
Well the same dull darkened rain keeps comin' down
Whisper little secrets to spite this little mind
See the sunlight in McAllen, TX
burns my skin in Rome
Salt on my lips
Cracks in the pavement
Are we going blind, or is there something I've been missing?
Black coffee, somehow soothing, no matter where I go.
Well there's no place to hide
There's no shelter so far away
All rivers end in the same sea
Petty thieves
All hail, the one percent with a bullwhip résumé.
Die slowly, in weeping misery
and drape the bitch in a steel plate eulogy.
Skull and bones, no hope.
Burning fields and the dead game is up and go.
All my life I wanted something right,
but today sure ain't my time to shine.
It's all falling to pieces but you know
There's no place to hide
Ain't no shelter so far away
and all rivers end in the same cold lake
You came so close you'll never know.
Whisper little secrets to spite this little mind
See the sunlight in McAllen, TX
burns my skin in Rome
Salt on my lips
Cracks in the pavement
Are we going blind, or is there something I've been missing?
Black coffee, somehow soothing, no matter where I go.
There's no shelter so far away
All rivers end in the same sea
All hail, the one percent with a bullwhip résumé.
Die slowly, in weeping misery
and drape the bitch in a steel plate eulogy.
Burning fields and the dead game is up and go.
All my life I wanted something right,
but today sure ain't my time to shine.
Ain't no shelter so far away
and all rivers end in the same cold lake
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Seems to be about the helplessness of outrunning destiny. The first verse seems to be talking about the shit that goes on during life. But 'there's no place to hide There's no shelter so far away All rivers end in the same sea' No matter how you try to hide or run away, all rivers end in the same lake. No matter what we achieve in life, we all end up in the same place. You cant outrun it.
Petty thieves All hail, the one percent with a bullwhip résumé. Die slowly, in weeping misery and drape the bitch in a steel plate eulogy. This bit talks to the poor, the petty thieves, hailing the richer one percent. Which is a fairly common theme in Dolving's work.
Skull and bones, no hope. Burning fields and the dead game is up and go. All my life I wanted something right, but today sure ain't my time to shine. It's all falling to pieces but you know No matter how hard you fail, how wrong the world goes, all rivers end in the same cold lake.
You came so close you'll never know. No matter how close you get to anything, you will never know once you are dead.