I was lookin' back on faded dreams from yesturday
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Like a brush from my past they painted the evening sky
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But the currents so strong, I couldn't hold on
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They kept rollin' by
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And all the colors bled into a river of time
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The innocent child fades into the mist on the river of time
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An angry young man is shaking his fist on the river of time
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Roll on river of time, rage on river of time
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There are faces and places I hold sacred
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Some I've passed along the way
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Some live on in memory, some I've passed along the way
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With the rain from a storm, a river is born
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Winding down to the sea, and the river of time
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Keeps on rollin' thru eternity
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The angry young man learns how to forgive
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On the river of time
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He holds an innocent child in his arms
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On the river of time
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Roll on river of time
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Rage on river of time
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River Of Time
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| Bill Miller |
