These old stories
Givem' to the river
Watchem' float downstream
Back to the sea
These old stories
Givem' to the river
They got no more power over me
These old stories
Givem' to the fire
Watchem' up in smoke
Away they float
These old stories
Givem' to the fire
They got no more power over me
These old stories that been running the show
The record player voices that seem to think they know
What's real, what's possible, what I should be
These old stories got no power over me
These old stories
Givem' to the soil
Watchem' break on down
Return to the ground
These old stories
Givem' to the soil
They got no more power over me
These old stories
Givem' to the wind
Watchem' dissipate
As they blow away
These old stories
Givem' to the wind
They got no more power over me
These old stories that been running the show
The record player voices that seem to think they know
What's real, what's possible, what I should be
These old stories got no power over me
These old stories
Givem' to the past
That's where they were born
And now they're outworn
These old stories
Givem' to the past
They got no more power over me
These old stories that been running the show
The record player voices that seem to think they know
What's real, what's possible, what I should be
These old stories got no power over me
These old stories got no power over me
These old stories got no power over me