The River Knows

Time is moving me, slow and kind, Like a river with a will of its own. I try to ask where it goes, but it sighs, Just follow, you’re already home Oh, the river knows, the river knows, Every stone and bend it chose. I’m being carried, not hurried, not lost Just led where the river goes. I’ve dropped my name in the turning tide, Watched it shimmer and drift away. Seasons change, but the heart abides, Learning to love the sway. Oh, the river knows, the river knows, Every stone and bend it chose. I’m being carried, not hurried, not lost Just led where the river goes. Maybe there’s a field up ahead, With my shadow lying down to rest. Maybe time is the hand of grace, Lifting me toward what’s next. Oh, the river knows, the river knows, Every song the current composed. I’m being carried, not hurried, not lost Just led where the river goes.