Release

You're mapping out your hours. Peering through every door Writing each conclusion Feels like such a never ending chore Stop clutching the wheel Your knuckles are turning white. Stop planning out your life throughout the middle of every night. You count the cost Of every breath you have to take — as if the ledger bends To all the demands you make The more you clench your fist the less you'll hold inside The more you attempt to steer, the less the road will provide. Release... Trust the One who set the stars, The current knows the way. Who made you out of love and still remembers you by name. You write the script And demand the world just reed along. Bargaining with time As if your terms would be agreed upon. Building a fortress Out of every “if” and “when” — then wonder why reality keeps caving in. Hanging on in a quiet desperation is still hanging on.... none the less, You think tightening the grasp will save you but you'll be doomed to never rest The more control you seek, the less you really have. The tighter your grip, the less will stay in your hand. Release... Trust the One who set the stars, The current knows the way. Who made you out of love and still remembers you by name. Hold out your hand. For the river doesn't ask permission. the same way The seed can not negotiate the season. What you release Will truly begin to live. What you surrender He is ready to freely give. The more control you seek, the less you really have. The tighter your grip, the less will stay in your hand. Release... Trust the One who set the stars, The current knows the way. Who made you out of love and still remembers you by name. Everything under the sun is already held. The moon does not pull the tide because you try harder.