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 the 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 your 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 the 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   And 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, you cried all alone   For all of your tears, love will atone