Lyrics

as I lay bathing
in the blazing mountain heat
no, there was nothing
between the sun and me
except the shadow
of an incidental bird
who kept on circling
to ensure I wasn’t hurt

it hung in the sky
and kept me in its shade
so once I'd gone inside
on my skin I found its shape
in pale relief now
I am believing
in the power of allowing and receiving
in the power of allowing and receiving
something came to carry off my grief-thing
like it was nothing
I am believing
in the power of allowing and receiving
riches from the hands
that long to share their gold
if you’d just loosen up
that old white-knuckle hold
that binds the burdens
closer than you might would guess
just set ‘em down now
dance around in a pretty dress
sung out to the sky
a song from balled-up roots
you’re bound to catch reply
as sure as trees yield fruit
their leaves are shining
I am believing in the power
the power of allowing and receiving
somehow it carries off my grieving
like it is nothing
I am believing
in the power of allowing and receiving…