There is a river that washes you clean

There is a tree that marks the places you've been

Blood that was spilled, although not your own,

For all of your tears, are the wages for things you have done



And all of those nights

Spent alone in the darkness of your mind

Give it up, Let go

These are things you were never meant to shoulder



There is a river that washes you clean

There is a tree that marks the places you've been

Blood that was spilled, although not your own

For all of those tears, love will atone



So, give up the right

To control the waves that empty out your life

Above wild skies

Are the rays that break the shadows we design



Give it up, let go

These are things you were never meant to shoulder

Give it up, let go



There is a river that washes you clean

There is a tree that marks the places you've been

Blood that was spilled, although not your own

For all of those things, love will atone



I know the world can turn in different ways

Most of the time, we're simply hanging on

And under the signs of how we all behave

We might find the place that we belong



There is a river that washes you clean

There is a tree that marks the places you've been

Blood that was spilled, although not your own

For all of these things, love will atone



For all of those nights, that you cried all alone

All of your tears, love will atone