Rivers Over Stone

I awoke where the cold rocks breathe, Snow on my tongue and the name in the Steam. Your hand in mine, I follow the ridge, Step by step through the white, white hush. The valley hums under open sky. A hawk circles slow, then it slips from sight. I keep your voice in my chest like fire, Low and steady, low and steady. Oh, lift me higher. Oh, pull me through. When the dark comes near, I still move with You. We rise, we rise. Oh, the stone, oh, the stone. We rise, we rise. With our hearts set home. We rise, we rise. Hear the wild ones call. We rise, we rise. And we answer all. By The river bend, I wash my fear. Cold on my face, but the truth feels near. You sing my name through the cedar air, And the whole wide mountain starts to care. Footprints fade, but the vow stays bright, In the skin of dawn and the edge of Night. If I bend, then bend like reed. If I break, let the new root lead. Oh, lift me higher. Oh, pull me through. When the dark comes near, I still move with You. We rise, we rise. Oh, the stone, oh, the stone. We rise, we rise. With our hearts set home. We rise, we rise. Hear the wild ones call. We rise, we rise. And we answer all. Let The old grief sink like ash in the snow. Let the dead branches crack so the green can Grow. Male and female voices in the cold air. I was lost, now found. I was here, Now there. We rise, we rise. Oh, the stone, oh, the stone. We rise, we rise. With our hearts set home. We rise, we rise. Hear the wild ones call. We rise, we rise. And we answer all. We rise, we rise. To the shadow stone. We rise, we rise. And we carry on.