Take More Time, Cover Less Ground

I'm an old wind-up clock in an ancient tower

I'm a lone table lamp and the appointed hour

I'm what's never been named and is nameless still

I'm the echo that comes back from the bottom of the well

Let me rest in the arms of these tangle roots

I've been wearing my longing like a backpack and boots

Let me notice the wheels how they rattle and turn

How my life's filled with kindness that I didn't earn

Time to pick it all up and to lay it back down

Time to know what I seek has already been found

Time to listen for what never made a sound

Time to take more time and cover less ground

I'm surprise how these days so quickly pass

Not half empty or full just a big ol' glass

Some answers don't come but it's enough to ask

Deep calls to deep and vast calls to vast

Time to pick it all up and to lay it back down

Time to know what I seek has already been found

Time to listen for what never made a sound

Time to take more time and cover less ground

When the light lets loose and the stars take a bow

I'm grateful we're all safe and here for now

And that love keeps us tethered somewhere somehow

Now in the season of come on home

Slowing my life to the speed of my soul

Now when the reason's been never so clear

At the end of a hard but holy year

Time to pick it all up and to lay it back down

Time to know what I seek has already been found

Time to listen for what never made a sound

Time to take more time and cover less ground

Time to take more time and cover less ground