As I stand by the water, the sun sinking low,
Memories flow like a river, where the wild winds blow.
I hear the echo of laughter that fades with the night,
Old songs in the distance, they tug at my soul tight.
The thunder rolls heavy, it rumbles and cries,
Like the storms in my heart, where regret never dies.
I reach for redemption on this winding old shore,
Searching for solace in the peace I implore.
Chorus of crickets serenades my worn-out boots,
While fireflies dance like the dreams I never choose.
Oh, this river keeps running, but I’m anchored in place,
Chasing the shadows of your warm, sweet embrace.
The twilight whispers secrets, in the flicker of stars,
Each twinkle a promise that’s carried from afar.
I’ve lost my direction, but my heart knows the way,
Back to the rhythm of love that won’t fade away.
The thunder may rumble, and the rain may fall down,
But I’ll find my redemption on this sacred ground.
Old songs will guide me, they’ll lead me back home,
In the arms of this river, no longer alone.
So I’ll sing my old melody, let the waters flow clear,
With the thunder as a backdrop, I’ll drown out my fear.
Every note tells a story of the heart’s endless fight,
As I stand by the river, finding peace in the night.
With a heart full of longing, I’ll let the past go,
For the river keeps flowing, and it’s time to let love grow.
This journey's not over; it’s just the start of a new day,
Lost in the river of time, but I’ll learn to find my way.
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