Chuck Black - Here in Nantahala

Brother moon gives way
To sister sunrise
Morning light on the hills
Pristine like a child

Mother earth awakens
As gold fills the sky
Free from distraction
And the noise money buys

Wander this land
To set my soul free
Stillness of thought
Like the old Cherokee

Here in Nantahala
Here in Nantahala
I'm finding my way
Here in Nantahala

A house on the water
That veils Aquone
A guitar and a dog
To keep company

Sit on the dock
Feed ducks on the lake
All things are connected
Even those you forsake

Did I run here to hide
Or come to be found
I ask the Great Spirit
On this hallowed ground

Wander this land
To set my soul free
Stillness of thought
Like the old Cherokee

Here in Nantahala
Here in Nantahala
I'm finding my way
Here in Nantahala

Here in Nantahala
Here in Nantahala
Here in Nantahala
Here in Nantahala
Here in Nantahala
Here in Nantahala

Written by:
Jarrett Black II

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