(Verse 1)
They gave me maps where the lines were wrong
And a compass needle that would spin
But a deeper sense where I belong
A quiet truth held deep within
They taught a language sharp and loud
Full of commands and breaking things
I was a face lost in their crowd
Forgetting the first song my heart sings

(Chorus)
You are the ink inside the stone
The silent melody in my bones
You're the wisdom that I have been shown
And all the seeds that you have sown
I was a stream that lost its way
But every drop of me, today
Remembers the source from which it came
And gravity still speaks your name

(Verse 2)
My knowledge was a borrowed book
With pages that were thin and torn
I give you back the path I took
To feel like I am newly born
No victory march, no prize to hold
Just the simple, steady grace
Of a story thousands of years old
Written on a mountain’s face

(Chorus)
You are the ink inside the stone
The silent melody in my bones
You're the wisdom that I have been shown
And all the seeds that you have sown
I was a stream that lost its way
But every drop of me, today
Remembers the source from which it came
And gravity still speaks your name

(Bridge)
The guidance isn't just a sound
It's not just in a word or scroll
It is the patience of the ground
That makes a shattered spirit whole
It’s in the balance of a game
The quiet dignity of jade
The silence that can heal the shame
And makes me feel no more afraid

(Outro)
So I am following the water home
Following the water home
The stream's return, no more to roam
Finally home.

The Source of the Stream

From South Georgia and now living in Fargo, North Dakota

The Source of the Stream

Christian Kota