There will always come a time in life when change will happen no matter how much you are against it. Recently I've been struggling in keeping up with life, I've found myself nostalgic for the past. I've just finished uni, had people come and go, am moving house whilst trying to make money and so on. Ever so slowly I have been accepting the change. The title for the song came a few months back and I really didn't know how to approach the song, I tried loosely writing different phrases to see if I liked anything but didn't. Then yesterday I went to 'the mount' a massive hill that looks over Guildford, there I felt that I opened up to God and knew that I should embrace the change as he will be with me. Whilst walking in the same place today there was a downpour of rain and I felt as if I was being cleansed, the things I was holding onto I was able to let go of. So I thought I should mention rain in the song...just to show my appreciation to God. It also gave me the opening verse. The rest of the song talks about being afraid but knowing the change has to be made and also releasing all the bad things and people in your life and starting fresh.
Verse 1
There's only so long you can hold back the rain
before the world starts to die, dry and break.
Stood in one place when it's time for a change
Can get you behind or lead you astray.
Chorus
I bid you farewell, I bid you so long,
I'm picking up, yes I'm moving on.
There's only so long when what's lost can be found.
I've waited it out so I'm treating new ground.
Verse 2
Being unprepared is what it's all about,
a little scared? or a little in doubt?
but the element of surprise is high on rise,
say a prayer, retreat somewhere, make a change in your life.
Chorus
I bid you farewell, I bid you so long,
I'm picking up, yes I'm moving on.
There's only so long when what's lost can be found.
Knowing when not knowing how I'm treading new ground.
Mid 8
It's time for the closure, I'm making way for the end.
I've waisted my time, I'm starting again.
Chorus
I bid you farewell, I bid you so long,
I'm picking up, yes I'm moving on.
There's only so long when what's lost can be found.
Starting fresh, starting now I'm treading new ground.
Karl Smitherman © 2012
