Coming Down

The Northern California cold left me feeling alive and clean A sweet confession from my soul A waking return to my dream In His own time- His Grace divine Can you hear the sound? It's coming down I've waited not so patiently; worn worried circles Around my mind But when I looked outside of me He showed me all the more that I could find In His own time- His Grace divine Can you hear the sound? It's coming down It's coming down It won't always be easy This old dog's hard to teach Remember when it's hardest And seeming out of reach That's it's coming down It's coming down It's coming down I try to catch it in my hands only to realize they're already full I think I finally understand The sudden paradox of self-control Hold all my pain up to this rain Watch it hit the ground It's coming down It's coming down It's coming down It's coming down