The River

Verse 1 Driving along the Columbia, the river’s steady flow, A winding road that calls me, where else would I go? I find myself in Hood River, by the waterfront so still, With a bag of cherries from a farmstand, trying to feel. Chorus I’ve been here before, in this exact place, But the weight in my heart is hard to trace, A numbness inside, barely a spark, But there’s a shadow in me, a creeping dark. Verse 2 The cherries taste sweet, but there’s nothing inside, Just a memory of a time when I tried to hide, From the sadness that’s settled deep in my bones, Now I’m here again, feeling so alone. Chorus I’ve been here before, in this exact place, But the weight in my heart is hard to trace, A numbness inside, barely a spark, But there’s a shadow in me, a creeping dark. Bridge The river moves on, so calm, so slow, While I sit here frozen, not sure where to go, It’s a surprise, this feeling, like a sudden reveal, That I’ve been carrying this weight, it’s just too real. Verse 3 I look at the cherries, red and bright, But they’re just a distraction from the fading light, I know what this is, but it’s hard to accept, Depression’s grip is tight, and I feel so inept. Chorus I’ve been here before, in this exact place, But the weight in my heart is hard to trace, A numbness inside, barely a spark, But there’s a shadow in me, a creeping dark. Outro So I sit by the river, with the cherries in hand, Wondering how much longer I can stand, But for now, I’m here, in this familiar space, Letting the numbness wash over my face.