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