I believe it began in the A hand full of highs a couple of months Wondering winter to the south and the sun The ice came for Texas again I got lust for love that was jagged and just I could never on spin, never on floss And I turn up the hills to the dust Followed by a song you sing You try to let the river in You try to let it all roll on You try to let the river in You try to let it all roll on I think a little bit like a thief You feel the moment beyond what you seek So I bury my feet in the ditch with my pride Learn how to move as a certain crow flies I could never be yours, Im not even mine Im a feather on a wing And in the room to my right cold The melody I made buy you couldnt hold She stole the bed from the center of my soul Struck it how its meant to be You try to let the river in You try to let it all roll on You try to let the river in You try to let it all roll on I think a little bit like a thief We felt around for the crack of a key Jodie and me, we only had a dozen decent ends Oh, but Jodie and me had these thousand good beginnings So here we go again, now we You try to let the river in You try to let it all roll on You try to let the river in You try to let it all roll on You try to let the river in You try to let it all roll on You try to let the river in You try to let it all roll on.