My morning jam

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This morning, I stumbled upon 'Our Version of Events', an album by Emili Sande.. It has been on repeat ever since.. In particular, this soulful song called River..

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6UUVFSJVfMU

If you're lookin' for the big adventure,
And gold is all that's on your mind,
If you want someone to take your picture,
Then I won't waste your time

See maybe I'm too quiet for you,
You probably never noticed me,
But if you're too big to follow rivers,
How you ever gonna find the seas

So follow me, I'll be your river river,
I'll do the running for ya, follow me,
I'll be your river river, I'll move the mountains for ya,
Follow me, I'll be your river river,
I'm here to keep you flowing, follow me,
I'll be your river river, river river, yea

If all you want are answers to your questions,
And you can't seem to find the love, the free,
You're lookin' for the right deriction,
And darling look for me

See, I can't make the loan much lighter,
I just need you to come finding me,
But if you're too proud to follow rivers,
How are you ever gonna find the seas

So follow me, I'll be your river river, yea
I'll do the running for ya, follow me,
I'll be your river river, yea, I'll move the mountains for ya,
Follow me, I'll be your river river,
I'm here to keep you flowing, follow me,
I'll be your river river, river river yea

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