There’s no master of the inward flow
You have to learn the art of letting go
A surrender to the motion

You cling to things designed to weigh you down
Fight the river just to keep your ground
And you wonder why you’re tired

There’s a whisper, a ghost that sings your name
A siren’s promise that drives you half insane
Tugs at your sleeve in harmless deceit
Tells you ‘now, no time like now’

Turn the tide and set your spirit free
Spill your thoughts into the mindless sea
There’s abundance if you let go

Chorus

You hear the rumours of your doubtful heart
A distant murmur you can’t tell apart
From the voices that will charm you

There’s a whisper, a ghost that sings your name
A siren’s promise that drives you half insane
Tugs at your sleeve, in harmless deceit
Tells you ‘now, no time like now’