In the middle of a river
And nothing moved me
Not a hitch
Not a shiver
I was a rock
In the middle of a storm
And nothing moved me
Not an inch
In any form
I was a rock
In the middle of a wirlwind
And nothing moved me
Not one bit
And I grinned
I was a rock
Until you came
And you moved me
Ripped my root
My mind the same
I was a rock...
I was a rock...
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