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Atlanta born, Southern bred, Blacksburg, Lakeland
Boone, Carolina child, wild as the days spread long
East Tennessee where my roots belong
Where my seed is strong and my reach is long
And I teach in psalm
But to each their own, this is home, I condone
Love to the place you roam, dove's in their graces flown
But still returning home, that's where the heart is
A prophet in his own land, but I'm standing here regardless
Rejection's always the hardest when it's from your backyard, it's
Like I got so much to offer, y'all don't even bother
Trying to keep my circle close, I guess I'll have to take it farther
If I'm ever going to make it to the water

We've been all over, there's nowhere else like
I sit in wonder, under moonlight
We've seen the ocean, Manhattan's bright lights
But these mountains are our home

We've been all over, there's nowhere else like
I sit in wonder, under moonlight
We've seen the ocean, Manhattan's bright lights
But these mountains are our home

Autumn's magical around here, there's a calmness in the air
As the leaves all fall down and forest floors disappear
Left orange and red in sweeping patterns, sleeping like a bear
As I stare through barren branches eyes are shrinking at the glare
It's fair to say, not much compares to these days
Pink and blue skyline, sun peeking through the haze
Fountains and mountain springs, waterfalls, rivers, streams
And lakes, I daydream of the place, I lay seams interlaced
I face things that I face, knowing I'm growing through it
Knowing that peace awaits and simply coming home will do it
In just a moment through it, fresh eyes rising
October hanging high on the horizon, surprising
The senses, sorrow defenseless against this
Force of nature, and forces greater
Of course it's later, and so the sun sinks
Behind the mountains where my love sings

We've been all over, there's nowhere else like
I sit in wonder, under moonlight
We've seen the ocean, Manhattan's bright lights
But these mountains are our home

We've been all over, there's nowhere else like
I sit in wonder, under moonlight
We've seen the ocean, Manhattan's bright lights
But these mountains are our home