Shaman Of The Creek

by Steven Deeds

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lyrics

Fog sits at my feet,
I can't see what's right in front
I can hear the water sing
And everything is grey
But I know the shore is soon
And he's warm and welcoming
The mountains on my skin will reside
And he will be our guide

Your soul will be free when we find you
Everything is you and I
And I hope you feel me like I feel you
Everything is you and I

His home is made of leaves
Roots come out of everything
Whisperings of magick words
And everything is dead
But I know his wisdom speaks
Beckoning us come and eat
The Shaman of the Creek,
He will be our guide

Your soul will be free when we find you
Everything is you and I
And I hope you feel me like I feel you
Everything is you and I