Lyrics

Keep Walking
(Jud Caswell, from the Rumi)

Keep walking, on you go
Though the final destination is never ours to know
Seeing through the distance, that’s not for you or me
there’s not a place to get to, just a place to be

Movin within, but not in fear
don’t you listen to those voices whisper in your ear
today we wake alone just like every other day
empty and frightened and with a choice to make
to keep walking

may the beauty we love be what we do
may the love that we find see us through
till the beauty we love proves this thing we’ve found:
there’s at least a hundred ways to kneel and kiss the ground

raise your voice, find your song
let your heart sing soft and gentle or loud and strong
studying the world, that can only go so far
sometimes you gotta reach up and take down your guitar
to keep walking

may the beauty we love be what we do
may the love that we find see us through
till the beauty we love proves this thing we’ve found
there’s at least a hundred ways to kneel and kiss the ground
so keep walking