Georgia from Stronger by novvaa

I hear the sound of the rain
Tapping on the forest floor
Clean air, clear water
These trees will long outlive me
A prayer for the broader
Gifts that surround me

I feel the wind on my skin
Feet planted firmly on the ground
With each step leaves rustling
It's music to my ears
A remedy for our suffering
A sense of calm appears

I see the mountaintop I'll climb
Reminds me of a simpler time
The days before
Wi-Fi and phones
I crave so much more
To feel the mountains in my bones

Georgia peaches, pumpkin pie
You've had your fill and so have I
Give me one more day in the mountains
And no responsibility
Just me, cascades, and fountains
In willing captivity

• Nord
• Pop
• acoustic guitar
• keys
• singer-songwriter
• wurlitzer
• Saint Paul