I see double up ahead Where the riverboat swayed beneath the sun Is where the river runs red Like a king who stalks the wings and shoots a dove And frees an eagle instead It's more or less the same as the things that you said I see trouble up the road Like the things you found in love are by the way And like to cheat on your soul Like the best and worst of thoughts that lose control Before you lie on your bed It's more or less the same as the things that you said Anyway for all the things you know tell me why does the river not flow Anyway for all the things you said tell me why does the river run red Anyway for all the things you've seen tell me when will the river run green And anyway for all the things you know tell me why does the river not flow It's more or less the things you fail to say in your way that's your trouble Like a king who stalks the wings and shoots the moon and the stars And his double It's more or less the same as the things that you said I see trouble up ahead Where the river boat swayed beneath the sun Is where the river runs red I see double - that's my trouble.
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