The New Country

I’ve lived my life in the old country
Though not finding peace, my roots have grown deep
I’ve lived my life in the old country
It’s joys and it’s pain, don’t want me to leave
The place I have lived is not what it seems
The praises of man have put me to sleep
I want to know how it feels to be free
I’m not good at goodbyes, but I have to leave
Invited unto death, till all that I have left
Is everything I need, and I begin to breathe
In the new country, in the new country
I want to live in this sacred space
Be present each moment each breath that I take,
I want a love with nothing to gain
I’ve heard my beloved, calling my name
Invited unto death, till all that I have left
Is everything I need, and I begin to breathe
Invited unto death, till all that I have left
Is everything I need, and I begin to breathe
In the new country, in the new country
In the new country, in the new country
So I will let go and take another step
Crossing the borderline till I find what’s next