Where I Found It
Some people find it in a church pew. I found mine out there. = Lryics = - Where I Found It Written by Jon David McCoy [Verse 1] Some folks kneel on polished floors, Hands held tight behind closed doors. Speak in words I’ve never known, Try to reach what I don’t call home. They say there’s answers carved in stone, A single truth, a single throne. But I’ve stood there quiet, still, And never felt what they say I will. [Pre-Chorus] Maybe I’m wrong, maybe I’m blind, Or maybe I just look somewhere else to find it. [Chorus] I ain’t found it in a preacher’s voice, Or a book that tells me I’ve got no choice. But I felt it rise in the open air, Like something watchin’ that don’t compare. Call it God or call it dust, Call it somethin’ bigger than all of us. I don’t name it, I don’t pretend, I just know I felt it then. [Verse 2] Black Hills standin’ ancient and wide, Wind cuts through like it knows your mind. Heard a drum in a distant place, Saw time move in a different pace. Mother and daughter, step and sound, Feet on earth that’s sacred ground. Didn’t need to understand, Just felt somethin’ I couldn’t plan. [Pre-Chorus] No sermon there, no written line, Just a quiet voice sayin’, “this is fine.” [Chorus] I ain’t found it in a preacher’s voice, Or a path that says I’ve got one choice. But I felt it strong where the stone stands tall, Like somethin’ older than us all. Call it spirit, call it land, Call it somethin’ I don’t understand. I don’t name it, I don’t defend, I just know I felt it then. [Bridge] Devil’s Tower reachin’ through the sky, No words needed, no reason why. Just stood there, didn’t speak, Felt somethin’ I don’t need to seek. If that ain’t holy, I don’t know what is, A moment like that, you don’t dismiss. [Final-Chorus] I ain’t sayin’ they’re wrong or right, Just never saw it in that light. But I’ve felt somethin’ I can’t deny, Under open earth and endless sky. Call it truth or call it breath, Call it life that outlives death. I won’t preach it, won’t pretend, I just know where I found it then. [Outro - spoken low] Some people find it in a church pew. I found mine out there. © 2026 Jon David McCoy. All rights reserved. #originalsong #alternativerock #spritualjourney
