I live on the Eastern continental divide. The picture to the right is of a sculpture in a local park showing two water flows intertwined with one flowing to the Atlantic Ocean and the other to the Gulf of Mexico. The flow towards the Gulf would be back towards my house.
The sculpture got me thinking about how, when I get to the top of the hill, if I turn one way I move towards the ocean and if I head the other way, I head back home.
Circles turn / and swirl the other way
Depending which way you should go
Choose a side of this divide
Something only you will know
Look to the west, the water flows back home
The other way is to the sea
Four hundred miles across that ground
Watch it flow away from me
Balancing / upon the razorâ€s edge
Never feeling so alive
Find yourself at the top of the world
Searching for the other side
Look to the west, the water flows back home
The other way is to the sea
Four hundred miles across that ground
Watch it flow away from me
The water knows the way back home
It knows where you should be
Follow the water on its way back home
Follow it back to me
Look to the west, the water flows back home
The other way is to the sea
Four hundred miles across that ground
Watch it flow away from me
Stare down your uncertainty
Turn away from the sea
In half a mile youâ€ll be back home
Water brings you back to me