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Like the river to the sea winding through the canyon
Like that perfect day in spring when all you did was keep me hanging
Like the coffee for the road and your Styrofoam longings
Like all of the leaving jets, empty beds
Late night calls and regrets and coming down mornings
I’ll keep, I’ll keep going, I’ll keep, I’ll keep going
Like the blowing of the wind never closer to an answer
Like all naive dreams for a rambling master
Like the late April snow that hits without warning
Like the music on Clinton Street on repeat every night of the week
And the one by one calling
I’ll keep, I’ll keep going, I’ll keep, I’ll keep going
A fool I have been but I wont give in, I will stand tall and face it all again
The storm, the hail, the rain, the unrelenting rage
Like the candles in the sand and the hacked away plateau
Like the grace of your hands and that postcard from Winnipeg
Like the quietest nights of silent stars, like all of the Novocaine
The crazy games, the pockets full of dust and cane
The talking to the the walls again
I’ll keep, I’ll keep going, I’ll keep, I’ll keep going
