(Verse 1)
Makin' my way up the mountain
Guided by a winding stream
It rushed down from the mountain top
While I was chasing a dream
It bent around the big old pines
Cut through stone and fallen trees
Like it knew exactly where it was going
While I was searching for my peace
(Verse 2)
I passed an old bent cedar tree
Scarred by lightning long ago
The stream curved a path around its roots
Like it had somewhere to go
Every turn had a reason
Every rock had shaped its course
What looked like trouble from a distance
Just opened up another door
(Chorus)
That stream was headed for a river
The river for the open sea
It had a place that it belonged to
Just like there was one for me
It found purpose in the journey
I found peace up on that climb
We both found what we were searching
At the end of our own line
(Verse 3)
Higher up the stream grew quieter
Like it finally understood
It didn’t have to keep on running
Any faster than it should
I stood where all that water started
Cold and clear beneath the sky
And in the stillness of that mountain
I forgot the reasons why
(Bridge)
The stream gave life to all it touched
When it left where it began
And maybe that’s the lesson hidden
For every restless soul of man
Some are called to keep on moving
Some are called to simply be
The stream found what was waiting for it
I found the peace waiting for me
(Final Chorus)
That stream was headed for a river
The river for the open sea
I was headed for the silence
That was waiting up there for me
It found purpose in the journey
I found peace up on that climb
We both found what we were searching
At the end of our own line
(Outro)
The stream found a river
The river found the sea
The mountain kept its silence
And saved a little peace for me
Some souls are meant to wander
Some are meant to climb
But we’re all looking for something
We were meant to find
(Spoken)
That stream wasn’t running away from the mountain.
It was answering a call.
Every bend, every rock, every fallen tree shaped the path it was meant to take.
And maybe life works the same way.
The things that slow us down…
The things that break our hearts…
The things we wish we’d never faced…
They may be the very things carving out who we’re meant to become.
The stream found a river.
The river found the sea.
And somewhere on the mountain...
I found peace.
MikeMajorDMW
