Between Hearth and Sky
The morning mist is lifting off the bay
A quiet light across the California coast I used to wait for
someone else to say
Which way the wind was leaning at the most But the water
doesn’t lie, it only flows And I am learning where the current
goes
No more looking back at what is gone
I’m waking up before the break of dawn
I’m leaning in, I’m finding my own space A steady pulse,
a brand new kind of grace I’m not a passenger,
I’m not a ghost I’m the one who loves this rhythm most
Reach for the sky,
leave the weight behind Catch the moment,
clear it from my mind Pull through the tension,
feel the power grow Recover in the stillness,
let the anger go
I am the drummer now,
I set the beat The hearth is warm,
the victory is sweet Between the water and the open sky I’m
finally learning how to fly (ohhh)
They told me I expected far too much For wanting love that
wasn't hard to touch But now the only heartbeat that I need
Is the one that helps this wooden boat succeed Four strokes to
freedom, four years to rest I’m putting all the old ghosts to
the test The rhythm of the paddle is my song This is
exactly where I belong
I’m leaning in, I’m finding my own space A steady pulse,
a brand new kind of grace I’m not a passenger,
I’m not a ghost I’m the one who loves this rhythm most
Reach for the sky,
leave the weight behind Catch the moment,
clear it from my mind Pull through the tension,
feel the power grow Recover in the stillness,
let the anger go I am the drummer now,
I set the beat The hearth is warm,
the victory is sweet Between the water and the open sky I’m
finally learning how to fly (oh-oh)
Reach...
(I am my own beginning) Catch...
(I am my own end) Pull...
(I don't need a love) Recover...
(That I have to defend) The tempo is mine.
The rhythm is mine.
I’m doing just fine.
Reach for the sky,
leave the weight behind Catch the moment,
clear it from my mind Pull through the tension,
feel the power grow Recover in the stillness,
let the anger go I am the drummer now,
I set the beat The hearth is warm,
the victory is sweet Between the water and the open sky I’m
finally learning how to fly (ohhh)
Hearth and sky...
Just the rhythm and I...
Reach, catch,
pull, recover... The struggle is over.
The peace is here.
California sun, California clear. (ahhhh)