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I want to ride the river but the river is dry We tried to climb a mountain but we got too high Like foam from the lip of a rabid dog, we cling to a promise with lungs full of smog I want to ride the river but the river is dry Oh my sweet lord This could be a paradise But we’re skin and bone Our teeth are all gone This could be a paradise I want to ride the river but the river is dry We tried to climb a mountain but we got too high How low can you go when you’re held by a spell Dig a little deeper find a new kind of hell Oh my sweet lord you don’t call to say you love me anymore This could be a paradise But we’re skin and bone Our teeth are all gone This could be a paradise It was heaven knowing you This could be a paradise Aus Songtexte Mania