and there i was down that crazy river

preaching my gospelthe ragehis betrayaloh, that ragethis new friend knew all to wellthough her skepticism dripped, she didn’t believe that it would ever let her gojust one year onburied understillfresh in its certaintywhere mine had burned awaylong agobrought forthfor her to seehow i used to bethe vows we brokealong with my heartyet it was no longer the boss of meand turning to leave,i had to … Continue reading and there i was down that crazy river