Lyrics
This grief I feel
it isn't mine to hold on to
this grief I feel
it isn't mine to keep, though I might want to
Pass it on,
Move it along;
The life of this Gift is in its Moving
This joy I feel it isn't mine to hold on to
This joy I feel it isn't mine to keep though I might want to
Pass it on
Move it along
The life of this Gift is in its Moving
This sadness I feel it isn't mine to hold on to
This sadness I feel it isn't mine to keep though I might want to
Pass it on
Move it along
The life of this Gift is in its Moving
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For song sharing:
This (insert emotion) I feel
It isn't mine to hold on to
this (insert emotion) I feel
it isn't mine to keep
though I might want to
Pass it on
Move it along
The life of this Gift is in its Moving
(Last line of each verse inspired by a concept expressed by Robin Wall Kimmerer in her book Braiding Sweetgrass)