Testo Let The River In

I believe it began innocently enough: a handful of highs, a couple of months
Wandering winter to the south and the sun, as the ice came for Texas again
I got lost for a love that was jagged and just
I could never unspin, never unfrost So I turned
with the hills to the Amarillo dust, followed by a song you'd sing…

You try to let the river in, you try to let it all roll on
Try to let the river in – you try to let it all roll on You think a little bit like a thief You feel
a moment beyond what you see

So I buried my fear in the ditch with my pride, learned how to move
as the sudden crow flies I could never be yours; I am not even mine
I'm a feather on a finer wing
And in the room to my right, Joey huddled up cold with a melody I made
but knew couldn't hold He stole the bell
from the center of my soul, struck it how it's meant to ring

You try to let the river in – you try to let it all roll on
Thinking a little more like a thief, we felt around
for a crack or a key Joey and me, we only had a dozen decent ends
But Joey and me, we had these thousand good beginnings,
so here we go again
and I will try to let the river in – I'll try to let it all roll on
You try to let the river in – try to let it all roll on We'll try
to let the river in, try to let it all roll on