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The River
Waist deep in the Thames on a Sunday morning She kissed all her friends goodbye and she rowed away Rain came down on Kingston, we stood silent She will reach the sea in a couple of days Will you keep the picture safe? We will keep the picture safe. I went climbing mountains high above the city Looking at the river stretched out like a map below All her friends were scattered to the corners Nobody understood why she had to go I will get my story straight: We will keep the picture safe. On the evening news a mother drowned her baby As I sat there, I knew who to blame Halfway down Embankment hope was fading Truth is nothing will ever be the same I will never see her again We couldn't keep the picture safe. Face down in the Thames on a Thursday morning Watch the picture float away.
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