Counting Crows - This Is The Sea - Текст песни

These things you keep,
You'd better throw them away,
You wanna turn your back on,
Back on all your soulless days,
Once you were tethered,
And now you are free,
And once you were tethered,
Now you are free,
That was the river,
This is the sea.

Now if you been feelin' weary,
Maybe you've been alone too long,
And maybe you've been suffering,
From a few too many,
Dreams that have gone wrong,
And trying to remember,
How fine your life used to be,
Running around, banging your drum,
Like it's 1973,
Well that was the river,
This is the sea.

Now you say you've got trouble,
You say you've got pain,
You say you've got nothing to believe in,
Nothing to turn to, nothing but chains,
Oh I know you've been scouring your conscience,
Raking through your memories,
Relivin' your school days,
Surrounding the mystery,
But that was the river,
This is the sea yeah.

Well I can see you're wavering,
As you try to decide,
You've got a war in your head,
And it's tearing you up inside,
You're just trying to make sense,
Of something that you, you just don't see,
You're trying to make sense now,
You know, you know that you once held the key,
That was the river,
And this is the sea.

Now I hear there's a train,
It's coming down the line,
It's there if you hurry,
You've got still enough time,
And you don't need no ticket,
And you don't pay no fee,
No you don't need no ticket,
And you won't pay no fee,
'Cause that was the river,
And this is the sea.

That was the river,
This is the sea,
Well that was the river,
This is the sea.
That was the river,
The river, the river,
The river, the river,
The river, the river,
And this is the sea,
This is the sea,
This is the sea,
This is the sea.