I've been siftin' through the layers
Of dusty books and faded papers
That tell a story I used to know
It was one that happened so long ago
It's gone away yesterday
Now I find myself on a moutainside
Where the rivers change direction
Across the Great Divide
What a perfect metaphor -- she's gone across the Great Divide.
Other Voices, Other Rooms was my first exposure to Nanci. Tecumseh Valley holds a special place in the soundtrack of my life.