Where the Spirits Lay
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Lyrics
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Where the mist clings to the Pinyon Pine
Before the sun warms the ground
Where the stream falls to the county line
And your heart beat's the only sound
A shadow lodge from long ago
Sits high above the plains below
Hasn't changed that much to say
I'm standing on the sacred ground
The proud and good are all around
This is where the spirits lay
So I've found what I've been looking for
This is home, this is home
And it's all I imagined and so much more
This is home, this is home
The stories so long told to me
Take on a stark reality
Like they'd happened yesterday
I'm standing on the sacred ground
The proud and good are all around
This is where the spirits lay
I am breathless as I reach the top
And the whole world comes into view
And that old mans voice makes me turn and stop
This is you son, this is you
It's suddenly so clear to me
The afterlife holds mystery
Where we all will be one day
I'm standing on the sacred ground
The proud and good are all around
This is where the spirits lay
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Credits
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Lyrics Credits: John Evans
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Music Credits: John Evans
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Producer Credits: John Evans
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Performance Credits: John Evans
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Description
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Short Song Description: track of concept album Eagle
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Metadata
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Song Length: 5:23
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Primary Genre: Folk-General
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Secondary Genre: Folk-Traditional
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