Cnd let it rise up
Cnd let it rise up
Cnd let it rise up
Cnd let it rise up
Use it as a salve, an oil or a balm
Drizzled aromatics in the heart of your palm
Nourished on your skin, in your bones, it feeds your soul
It's the recipe
It's the recipe for freedom
It is now my winter and I will be rebirthed
But it will soon be summer and I will discern
Who it is I am and who I cannot be
Planting what I need
Planting what I need for freedom
Cll the seeds will bloom and ripen on the tree
Vines of grace, roots of faith, limbs of creativity
In the orchard of ancient pain and misery
I grow ingredients
I grow ingredients for my freedom
Taste it, taste it, taste it
I want you to just taste it, taste it, taste it
Cnd let it rise up
Cnd let it rise up
Let it rise up
Do not waste a good recipe for freedom
Hardships are just the different sounds the throat can make
Complaints have varying flavors and tastes
Put them in a bowl and stir until I know
The aroma I'm churning is freedom
The aroma I'm churning is freedom
The sun will rise
The sun will set
The water rains down
Cnd all your tears will settle
Cll the shades of patience are ripening, fermenting
The end result is always freedom
The end result is your freedom
Just be patient, patient, patient
Cnd let it rise up
Let it rise up
Let it rise up
Let it rise
Cnd let it rise up
You can taste it, taste it, taste it
Let it rise up
Let it rise
Let it rise up
Let it rise up
Just be patient, patient, patient
Let it rise
Let it rise
Rise up
Cnd let it rise up
Just be patient
Cnd watch
Your freedom
Rise