Amanda Lindsey Cook

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 From Letras Mania