Can you believe the stars out here?
The night is wide, and crystal clear.
There are many stories in the glimmer and the glow...
Two sisters rose up to the sky,
As the bear clawed at the mountain side
People become the stars again, you know?
The Seven Cities lay ahead,
Keep following the river bed...
Animal and man are one,
The beating heart is the burning sun...
Across the spreading sand,
The Arkansas, the Rio Grande,
The veins are water, the burning heart is the beating sun.
And it will lead you on
Through the world to the waters end,
It will lead you to the waters end.
Seems it's warm enough to swim,
Cast a line and reel it in,
Float along old Huck and Jim,
What does the the river tell you, Captain?
The summer sun is slow and late,
We're drifting toward the free states
Father Eagle, Sister Moon,
The heart will make us free again soon...
The corps of discovery,
Boundaries, territories
The people belong to the land,
The giving heart, the sharing hand...
Along the turtles back, they weave,
The St. Lawrence, the Tennessee,
The Missouri and the Cumberland,
The people belong to the land....
And on and on,
Through the world to the waters end,
On and on until the waters end.
credits
from ghosts, rising,
released October 28, 2013
Jesse: guitar and voice
This album speaks to the continuum of African diasporic culture that is central to the vibrant canon of Americana folk music. Bandcamp Album of the Day May 29, 2020
Bright and skipping songs that foreground the sound of the banjo and fingerstyle guitar in music that feels timeless. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 5, 2020