Slaid Cleaves - The River Runs

I set out early
Tryin' to find
A place for a young man in this world
A place to call mine
Mine to settle in to

I looked for the gold
In all the wrong places
I laid with saints and sinners
Seen lines on all their faces
Faces weary and true
I'll keep searching 'till I find you

You pawn the night to chase the moon
And the day to curse the sun
That's just the way the river runs

This town's gettin old
But soon you'll find
Yer ramblin' ways'll wear you down
Leaving only ghosts behind
Ghosts walkin' in your shoes

A man's gotta hold on
to what he chooses
The highway's scattered with the bones
Of the winners and the losers
All tangled in blue
I'll keep searching til I find you

You pawn the night to chase the moon
And the day to curse the sun
That's just the way the river runs

Time marches on
Memory fades
While the snow gently falls
We're all becoming shades
Each and every one

A man's gotta hold on
to what he chooses
The highway's scattered with the bones
Of the winners and the losers
All tangled in blue
I'll keep searching 'till I find you

You pawn the night to chase the moon
And the day to curse the sun
That's just the way the river runs
That's just the way, that's just the way
That's just the way the river runs