The Next Thing Happens

Verse 1 Don’t dress me up in borrowed fear, I been alive a long good year, I seen the sun rise soft and fast, I ain’t afraid of what comes past. Chorus The next thing happens, just like before, One step opens another door, Lay me down, don’t make it grand, I been held by a steady hand. Verse 2 I don’t know where the road turns round, Or if there’s silence, song, or ground, But I know this breath, I know this name, And love don’t vanish in the flame. Chorus The next thing happens, calm and plain, Like winter easing back to rain, If I go quiet, don’t be sad, I had my turn—and it was glad.