Couchiching sings and my spirit takes wing.
Her water refreshes my soul
God’s little gem embraces me when
my heart needs to find its way home

Catching my dreams as they float on her breezes.
Blowing away all the wrong
God’s simple cure. A setting so pure
She calls me to join in her song

Life is a chorus
sung by each glorious season
Music so ancient it
started when God made the evening

Wind the soprano
Sun singing alto in harmony
Silence the tenor
Storm the supporting bass holding me

Couchiching brings a new gift to the altar
each day the groom re-appears
There’s enough space to join her
and place whatever you need to leave here

Butterfly kisses and tender caresses
lovingly stroking my skin
God’s gentle hand, the lake and the land
have settled my spirit again

Life is a chorus
sung by each glorious season
Music so ancient it
started when God made the evening

Wind the soprano
Sun singing alto in harmony
Silence the tenor
Storm the supporting bass holding me
Holding me!

Couchiching sings and my spirit takes wing.
Her water refreshes my soul
God’s little gem embraces me when
my heart needs to find its way home
Find its way home. Find its way home