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Text: Chris Rice. Past The Edges. Thirsty.


I?m so thirsty, I can feel it
Burning through the deepest corners of my soul
Deep desire, can?t describe this
Nameless urge that drives me somewhere
Though I don?t know where to go
Seems I?ve heard about a River from someone who?s been
And they tell me once you reach it, oh, you?ll never thirst again
So I have to find the River, somehow my life depends on the River
Holy River, I?m so thirsty

Other waters I?ve been drinkin?
But they always leave me empty like before
Satisfaction, all I?m askin?
Could I really feel this thirsty if there weren?t something more?
And I?ve heard about a River from someone who?s been
And they tell me once you reach it, oh, you?ll never thirst again
So I have to find the River, somehow my life depends on the River
Holy River, I?m so thirsty

I?m on the shore now of the wildest River
And I kneel and beg for mercy from the sky
But no one answers, I?ve gotta take my chances
?Cause something deep inside me?s cryin?
"This is why you are alive!"
So I plunge into the River with all that I am
Praying this will be the River where I?ll never thirst again
I?m abandoned to the River
And now my life depends on the River
Holy River, I?m so thirsty