[Nat]

The river she knows your name
From the Brazos to the Wabash to the Seine
No two journeys are ever quite the same
But the river knows your name

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Everything is not enough
and nothin' is too much to bear.
Where you been is good and gone
all you keep is the getting there.


We all got holes to fill
them holes are all that's real.
Some fall on you like a storm,
sometimes you dig your own.
The choice is yours to make,
time is yours to take;
some sail upon the sea,
some toil upon the stone.