I used to race the rising tide
I used to climb the mountain side
But now I let the river glide
And feel the quiet grow inside
The mornings come and make no noise
The afternoon has softer voice
I watch the seasons take their turn
And somewhere in the calm I learn
The morning light is on the hill
The river murmurs soft and still
I slow my steps to match the day
And let the quiet lead the way
The morning light is on the hill
The river murmurs soft and still
I trade the rush for solid ground
And find my wealth in what I've found
The mornings come and make no noise
The afternoon has softer voice
I watch the seasons take their turn
And somewhere in the calm I learn
The morning light is on the hill
The river murmurs soft and still
I slow my steps to match the day
And let the quiet lead the way
The morning light is on the hill
The river murmurs soft and still
I trade the rush for solid ground
And find my wealth in what I've found