Whisper of the Mountain

melodic,country,acoustic,evokingapeacefulyetpoignantatmosphere,featuringfingerpickedguitarandsoftfiddleharmonies

[Verse 1]
The wind hums low through the cedar pines,
A melody older than time,
Dust on my boots, and a chill in the air,
The mountain speaks, if you dare to care.

[Chorus]
Oh, the whisper of the mountain, calling me home,
Where the rivers run wild, and I'm never alone.
Its voice is a promise, carved into stone—
The whisper of the mountain, where my soul has grown.

[Verse 2]
The morning mist wraps the valley tight,
Like a mother’s arms in the pale gray light.
Echoes of footsteps from lives long gone,
Still linger here, in the mountain's song.

[Prechorus]
And every ridge holds a story untold,
In shadows and sunlight, both quiet and bold.

[Chorus]
Oh, the whisper of the mountain, calling me home,
Where the rivers run wild, and I'm never alone.
Its voice is a promise, carved into stone—
The whisper of the mountain, where my soul has grown.

[Bridge]
The hawk circles high, with a cry so true,
The old oak bends where the storms blew through.
Time stands still where the wildflowers bloom,
And the mountain keeps secrets beneath the moon.