Drop
Verse 3
The valley floor is humming low
Beneath the canopy where green vines grow
The humidity is heavy on my skin
This is where the real life can begin
Found the people with the open hands
The ones who understand the ancient lands
No more looking for a place to hide
I feel the pulling of the morning tide
Drop
Bridge
Northern water cold and clear
Wash away the ghosts of every year
My soul is heavy but my heart is light
I found the fire in the middle of the night
My tribe is standing in the red dirt clay
We don't need the words to find our way
Outro
The rivers flow
I'm coming home
The rivers flow
I'm finally home
Found my soul
Found my soul
Found my soul
Found my soul
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