Ari Hest. Twelve Mondays. The Weight. Zeneszám

Ia??m going down to the riverbank this morning
Way before the family is awake
Gonna lay me down at the foot of the water
And spill out all my troubles for everyonea??s sake

You cana??t have love when you never can surrender
Ia??ve been spreading around my anger like a plague
Ia??ve sailed this far with my boat on fire
Fighting flames each day, too stubborn to expire

I will soak my soul
Let the river take control
Let the river take control
I know ita??s not too late
To let go the weight
To let go the weight

The sun will rise and shine on me this morning

It will seep its way into my heart
And untie all the knots that have hardened me through the years
And Ia??ll embrace wisdom that sun will impart

And with this heat burning inside me
I will warm all of the people that I love
In their darkest of hours and weakest of minds
Ia??ll light up their nights with every star I can find

I will soak my soul
Let the river take control
Let the river take control
I know ita??s not too late
To let go the weight
To let go the weight