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Will Reagan’s gives us these mystical words which are representative of his awakening journey,
“Now that I am older I feel it all. But I feel nothing.”
These words are reminders that when we allow it all and step back to be the dreamer of the dream it’s all okay to be felt and passed through but not identified with and held onto in any way.
Lyrics:
I lean not on my understanding
My life is in the hands of the Maker of heaven
I lean not on my understanding
My life is in the hands of the Maker of heaven
I lean not on my understanding
My life is in the hands of the Maker of heaven
I lean not on my understanding
My life is in the hands of the Maker of heaven
I give it all to you God, trusting that you'll make something beautiful out of me
I give it all to you God, trusting that you'll make something beautiful out of me
I lean not on my understanding
My life is in the hands of the Maker of heaven
I lean not on my understanding
My life is in the hands of the Maker of heaven
I give it all to you God, trusting that you'll make something beautiful out of me
I give it all to you God, trusting that you'll make something beautiful out of me
I give it all to you God, trusting that you'll make something beautiful out of me
I give it all to you God, trusting that you'll make something beautiful out of me
And I will climb this mountain with my hands wide open
I will climb this mountain with my hands wide open
I will climb this mountain with my hands wide open
I will climb this mountain with my hands wide open
I will climb this mountain with my hands wide open
I will climb this mountain with my hands wide open
I will climb this mountain with my hands wide open
I will climb this mountain with my hands wide open
There's nothing I hold onto
There's nothing I hold onto
There's nothing I hold onto
There's nothing I hold onto
There's nothing I hold onto
There's nothing I hold onto
There's nothing I hold onto
There's nothing I hold onto
There's nothing I hold onto
There's nothing I hold onto
There's nothing I hold onto
There's nothing I hold onto
I lean not on my understanding
My life is in the hands of the Maker of heaven
I lean not on my understanding
My life is in the hands of the Maker of heaven
I give it all to you God, trusting that you'll make something beautiful out of me
I give it all to you God, trusting that you'll make something beautiful out of me
I give it all to you God, trusting that you'll make something beautiful out of me
I give it all to you God, trusting that you'll make something beautiful out of me