The Valley

In ancient times

To a place so far away

Across the land

Where the earth was

As tough as clay



Looked at their hands

Looked all around

And they seemed pleased

At what they had found



Here in the valley

Bread on the table

Work through the day

For as long as we are able

Green is the valley

Blue is the night

Out of the shadows

Into the light



They could have gone

But instead they chose to stay

To watch the clouds way up high

As they turned to gray

And through the dark

Broke a crimson sun

And at that moment

Knew their lives had just begun



Here in the valley

Bread on the table

Work through the day

For as long as we are able

Green is the valley

Blue is the night

Out of the darkness

Into the light



Here in the valley

Bread on the table

Work through the day

For as long as we are able

Green is the valley

Blue is the night

Out of the darkness

Into the light