Son of Loughlin - Changing of a Season

The whistle of the wind ceased
To new dawn again
The frequency, it's shifting
I could be on the mend
And out by the riverside
I could breathe in the Spring
The thoughts about leaving
I couldn't do such a thing
I won't let it slide
Acknowledgment of joy in simple things
It wasn't that rare to find
And come alive
The feeling of joy in being still
The beauty in breathing right
With the changing of a season
Came new hope again
Thinking less about leaving
I couldn't bear such a sin
Right where the waters meet
I felt a calmness again
Now the energy has lifted
I'd a foe, not a friend
I won't let it slide
Acknowledgment of joy in simple things
Yeah, it wasn't that rare to find
And come alive
The feeling of joy in being still
The beauty in breathing right
Ah the beauty in breathing right
I won't let it slide
Acknowledgment of joy in simple things
Yeah, it wasn't that rare to find
And come alive
The feeling of joy in being still
The beauty in breathing right
Ah the beauty in breathing right
Ah the beauty in breathing right

Written by:
Padraig McLoughlin

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