to the river

take your lies to the river
take your stories, your tall tales
wrap them up in your dirty bandana
and carry them away
from here
so I can sleep
finally
the river is where we washed away
the sins of yesterdays
drifting away with the wood
of the old cabin
take your lies to the river
take your stories
your tall tales
I don't want them here
no more
tie yourself to a heavy plank
float away if you can
but don't come back
let the river swallow you whole
it's going to take every drop
to wash you away