[female vocals, cello, acoustic guitar and steady kick drum enter together] Morning breaks across the pines Gold pours slow down every line The cedars raise their weathered arms The valley hums a waking song [Pre-Chorus] [female vocals join in harmony, bass guitar enters] I feel you moving in the soil In the seed, the storm, the toil The hand that hung the evening star Still tends the fields, still heals my scars [Chorus] [full band enters, distorted electric guitar, orchestral strings] This is holy ground You're here in every living sound A river learns to pray The willow bends and sways You spoke it all, you hold it all in place The mountains wear your greatness, the fields your grace And the one who walked where Eden grew Still makes the broken beautiful [Instrumental Break] [upbeat folk violin solo, driving percussion, acoustic guitar strumming] [fula flute] [Verse 2] [female vocals, drums drop to kick and tambourine] Nothing wasted beneath your eyes Not the fallen, not the cries The winter knows that spring will come Dark earth keeps what light has done You wrote a purpose in the grain In the patient, cleansing rain That all of this would lead us home That none of us would walk alone [Chorus] [full orchestral arrangement, heavy drums] So let the rivers clap their hands Let the mountains understand Let every cedar, every stone Make it known, make it known He is here…. In the wild and the clear And the land remembers him when evening light grows dim This is holy ground You're here in every living sound A river learns to pray The willow bends and sways You spoke it all, you hold it all in place The mountains wear your greatness, the fields your grace And every root in every land Reaches up to find your hand [fula flute] [Outro] [fula flute] [rhythmic chanting] We are rooted, we are rooted in this land [rhythmic chanting] We are rooted, we are rooted in this land
