When my soul crashed into my body
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Falling into consciousness
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That's when my mind began this illusion
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Of taking it step after step
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I looked into mother's eyes
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I said tell me what I should believe
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She drew me a room with a light and said
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Just turn it off when you leave
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Slow, slow, this river is slow
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We're all out here on our own
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Row, row, gently we row
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One day we'll find our way home
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Step after step
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They drew me a town
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They drew me a fear and a need
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They drew me a god and
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They drew me some money
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Hiding the truth far from me
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I asked the cool fire light
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Tell me, what I should believe
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And they gave me a song
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And they gave me a dance
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And said sleep now your pain will relieve
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Slow, slow, this river is slow
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And we're all out here on our own
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Row, row, gently we row
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And one day we'll find our way home
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I've stumbled and crawled
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I've begged to know why
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And I've been ashamed
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When I've chosen to lie
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In all of this darkness
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I have searched for a light
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To come and find me
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And when I found me
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I wrapped my arms round
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My own daughter as she fell into her place and time
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And as her mind creates her illusions
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I won't complicate hers with mine
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She looked into her mother's eyes
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She said tell me what I should believe
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And I drew her a door
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And I drew her a key
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And I said when you're ready you'll come and find me
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And we'll walk out of here and tomorrow will be a new day
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Slow, slow, this river is slow
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And you are never out here on your own
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Row, row, gently we row
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Oh
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And together we'll find our way
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Slow, slow, this river is slow
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Life is not what it seems
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Row, row, gently we row
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The truth is
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It's only a dream
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Gently We Row
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Melissa Etheridge |