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• Artiste: Anaïs Mitchell
• Titre: Watershed
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Nobody gives you a map of the ridge You climb one mountain and you find the nest You follow the river to the fountainhead Wateshed The tallest summit you look up to Someday it's gonna look small to you There's a new one coming into view And you'll climb that too but before you do You get time to stand looking off the ledge Where the rivers branch to the east and the west And to catch your breath at the sight of it How the heights on which your heart was set That you won so hard and then lost so fast Are now somehow just silhouettes You stop and bend in the light that's left And you cup your hands in the riverbed Watershed And then you'll keep climbing step by step By the grace of God and by your own sweat And a river of tears that you won't forget But you will forgive if you haven't yet 'Cause they carved the path That you had to tread And they'll do it again for the path ahead And the heaven you seek is not separate From the heart that speaks When your cheeks are wet Watershed Nobody gave you a map of the edge You climbed one mountain And you found the next You followed the river to the fountainhead