In the shifting sense of time
Echo of what's no longer prime
Falling to release you find
The strength to leave the past behind
Through the winds of change that blow
Find the path where you'll bestow
For every grain that slips away
Know that you'll find a brighter day
Letting go is a gentle art
A journey toward a brand new start
So surrender to the ebb and flow
And let your spirit rise and grow
In the shifting sense you'll find your way
With newfound purpose every day
Falling to letting go you see
The beauty of being wild and free
In the shifting sense of time Echo of what's no longer prime
Falling to release you find The strength to leave the past behind
Through the winds of change that blow
Find the path where you'll bestow
For every grain that slips away Know that you'll find a brighter day
Letting go is a gentle art A journey toward a brand new start
So surrender to the ebb and flow And let your spirit rise and grow
In the shifting sense you'll find your
way With newfound purpose every day
Falling to letting go you see The beauty of being wild and free