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‘Floating Free' - words & music by Luke Vassella
I’m floating free, I'm on a paddleboard up Wilsons Creek
I close my eyes let the rustle of the camphors and the songbirds speak
This deep water must’ve followed the same path for centuries
Must’ve wondered beneath the same sky under different trees
I close my eyes let the rustle of the camphors and the songbirds speak
This deep water must’ve followed the same path for centuries
Must’ve wondered beneath the same sky under different trees
I’m floating free, like a ripple over Wilsons Creek
I'm floating free, listening to the rhythm of the river speak
And the river remembers how this place used to be
Yeah the river remembers through the changing scenery
I'm floating free, listening to the rhythm of the river speak
And the river remembers how this place used to be
Yeah the river remembers through the changing scenery
I’m floating free, imagining the way it used to be
I’m floating free, just a wayfaring stranger through history
Creator Spirit, oh Ancient of Days let me draw a little nearer
Nearer to thee
I’m floating free, just a wayfaring stranger through history
Creator Spirit, oh Ancient of Days let me draw a little nearer
Nearer to thee
There's so much confusion and division surrounding me
There's so much exploitation and disintegration confounding me
I’m floating free, past the saplings that we planted when the kids were young
With the Landcare crew who showed us what to do
Back when songs of hope and restoration were sung
And the river remembers how this place used to be
It’s been carved into the land by The Maker's own hand
All the way from the mountains to the sea
O Lord, I’m floating free
There's so much exploitation and disintegration confounding me
I’m floating free, past the saplings that we planted when the kids were young
With the Landcare crew who showed us what to do
Back when songs of hope and restoration were sung
And the river remembers how this place used to be
It’s been carved into the land by The Maker's own hand
All the way from the mountains to the sea
O Lord, I’m floating free
I got peace like a river in my soul
I got peace like a raging Wilson's river
Lead me beside the quiet waters
O help me Lord,
Restore my soul
I got peace like a raging Wilson's river
Lead me beside the quiet waters
O help me Lord,
Restore my soul