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The dandelion gives its seeds
The current does not need to know
The morning opens without speed
I follow where the soft winds blow
I count the curves upon the shore
The waves repeat their patient beat
I ask my worries nothing more
I rest my head where waters meet
The river wears the evening gold
The stones are quiet, never cold
I breathe slow and trust the tide
I lay my hurry down inside
The river wears the evening gold
The stones are quiet, never cold
I hold no map and follow slow
Calm is all I need to know
I count the curves upon the shore
The waves repeat their patient beat
I ask my worries nothing more
I rest my head where waters meet
The river wears the evening gold
The stones are quiet, never cold
I breathe slow and trust the tide
I lay my hurry down inside
The river wears the evening gold
The stones are quiet, never cold
I hold no map and follow slow
Calm is all I need to know