**[Intro - Instrumental]** [Crystal bowls, soft frame drum pulse, didgeridoo drone establishing earth frequency] --- **[Verse 1]** I heard the mountain calling Through the stones beneath my feet I felt the ley lines humming Where the earth and starlight meet The ancient ones are waking In the grid that holds us all We are not here by accident We came here for the call --- **[Chorus]** We are the nodes, we are the light Woven in the sacred lattice From the root to crown we rise We are the gridworkers coming home We are the keepers, we are the flame Tending the geometry of creation Every breath a prayer we claim We are the gridworkers coming home --- **[Verse 2]** I walked the spiral pathway Where the water meets the stone I stood inside the temple That my body has become The Earth is not beneath me She is breathing here within I am the bridge, I am the thread Let the great work begin --- **[Chorus]** We are the nodes, we are the light Woven in the sacred lattice From the root to crown we rise We are the gridworkers coming home We are the keepers, we are the flame Tending the geometry of creation Every breath a prayer we claim We are the gridworkers coming home --- **[Bridge - Vocal layering builds]** Golden lines across the land [*Harmonies enter*] Crystal matrix, grain of sand [*More layers*] Personal, communal, planetary span [*Full harmonies*] We remember who we am [Instrumental break - crystal bowls and frame drum intensify, didgeridoo deepens] --- **[Verse 3 - Softer, intimate]** There is no separation Between the soil and soul The fractals in my heartbeat Make the broken places whole And every gridworker waking Lights a beacon in the dark We are finding one another By the frequency we arc --- **[Final Chorus - Building to peak]** We are the nodes, we are the light Woven in the sacred lattice From the root to crown we rise We are the gridworkers coming home We are the keepers, we are the flame Tending the geometry of creation Every breath a prayer we claim **We are the gridworkers coming home** --- **[Outro - Dissolving back to earth]** [Vocals fade to wordless harmonies] Coming home... coming home... [Crystal bowls ring out] We are coming home... [Frame drum heartbeat continues] [Didgeridoo grounds the frequency] [Silence]
