Lyrics

I forget what it’s like to slow down
And hear the silence, that lies between the sound
To be still in an open space
I wonder where I can find my place?

High, beside the mountains
Beneath the blue, white speckled sky
I remember, to keep counting
The blessings that have befallen I

I don’t like what it’s like in my head
So fraught with worry, I can’t be where I’m at
But the spot where the sweet breeze blows
That is just where I know I should go

High, beside the mountains
Beneath the blue, white speckled sky
I remember, to keep counting
The blessings that have befallen I

Where my soul can rest
When my mind’s reset
I can clearly see the many ways that I’ve been blessed

High, beside the mountains
Beneath the blue, white speckled sky
I remember, to keep counting
The blessings that have befallen I

I recall what it’s like to slow down
And hear the silence, that lies between the sound
To be still in an open space
Among the grateful I find my place