[Verse 1]
Boots in the mud
Map in my mind
Moss on the logs
Time left behind
Cold little stream
Cutting the land
Sun on the water
Pan in my hand
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I find rocks and minerals
Out where the wild roots grow
Little sparks of ancient fire
Waiting in the silt and stone
In the forest and the rivers
On the mountains
On my own
I find rocks and minerals
And I feel a little less alone
[Verse 2]
Quartz in the creek
Flash in the sand
Green on the hillside
Crumbles in my hand
Pines standing guard
Wind in their crowns
Heart beating faster
As I bend down
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Stained fingertips
Earth under nails
Pocket full of stories
Older than trails
Every tiny crystal
Carved by rain and time
I carry them home
But they carry my mind
[Chorus]