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 ve 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 at 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 these 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 where 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 for all of your tears love will atone