When that fog starts rolling, hanging low
And covers the arrows and the signs you’ve tried to follow
When that gate won’t open and your bridges fold
And the ground start breaking under everything you’ve known…
Wisdom’s waiting in the valley down below
Maybe it’s time to lose control
When the tide starts turning and your far from shore
And your heart has gone searching for a love that hasn’t shown
When your hope is drifting and your map is torn, pull up the anchor when the wind begins to blow
Redemption is waiting in the belly of the storm
Maybe it’s time to lose control
Sometimes the best plans are not written by your hand
Maybe it’s time to lose control

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