I’ve been told that you have been all over
And the pot of gold can’t seem to find you either
And the roads, and the trails, and the ways are always curvy
And to heal, and to feel, and to let go is always
worth it
I’ve been told that you’ve been chasing your tail
And you’ve been doing so ever since your life set sail
And the waves, and the tide, and the storm are
meant to be there
And you ache, and you yearn, and your shame is
to admit it
You are the river, you are the river, let it flow
You are the river, you are the river, let it flow
I’ve been told you didn’t smell the roses
because you were afraid to be the last who crosses
But the rush, and the run, and the race will get you nowhere
and your speed, and your haste, and your angst are a mask you wear
You are the river, you are the river, let it flow
You are the river, you are the river, let it flow
To be yourself, to let it show, the river, let it flow
To love yourself, to be your whole, the river, let it…
Flow, like the wind, to behold and begin
Flow, like energy, to release, to be
To be yourself, to let it show, to take it slow (the river, let it flow)
To love yourself, to be your whole, to show it all (the river, let it flow)
To find your own, to grow some balls, to shame no more (the river, let it flow)
To honor your skin and soul, to embrace it all (the river, let it flow)
