Like a stick in a river.

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The river flows
Around its foes
It does not know where it is going
Or where it's been
Its always somewhere in the middle

The moon is ridin high
Up in the sky
It will not die til mornin
She's nestled in the trees
She's lookin dow, at you and I

Around the bend
You'll find a Friend
You'll find a Friend that you can count on
The sun will shine
Upon the wine, until the wine is gone

And then the breeze
Will bend the trees
And the surrounding vegetation
The water flows again
Around its foes again, back to the river

The river flows again
Around its foes again
It does not know where it is going
Or where its's been
It's always somewhere in the middle

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Canadian Songwriter, Nature Lover, and now.. crypto composer :)

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