Movement

You never have the future
You never have the past
You never walked through the door
Your moments never last
You never hold the future
The past has slipped your grasp
A bold mind leaves an old shore
Your movement's here at last
Oh

Fearful of a thought, so bury it underground
The treasure that you've sought will soon be found
Fearful of a thought and tightly though you're wound

The treasure that you've wrought
Will soon surround you
And with every step you'll find
A new energy around you, oh
For this is now your time
So take this day, for you to say you're on your way
You're everything that you need
Once binded by another sigh, another call of retreat
So take this day, you're on your way, your movements lead

Fearful of a thought, so bury it underground
The treasure that you've sought will soon be found
Fearful of a thought and tightly though you're wound
Your treasure soon surrounds

Fearful of a thought and drowning in the sound
You can be free, you can be
Fearful of a thought and drowning in the sound
You can be free, may your movement never cease
Fearful of a thought and drowning in the sound
You can be
Fearful of a thought, may your movement never cease

So take this, take this day, you know your way
So come what, come what may, you'll never stray
So take this, take this day, you know your way
So come what, come what may
You know your way
You'll never stray
So take this, take this day, you know your way
So come what, come what may
Ooh



Credits
Writer(s): Stephen Patrick Shimchick
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