Valley of the White Horse

Well here we hold the key To unlock the mind and set us free Free to feel so close To the Valley of the White Horse Well pure, pure she stands As a keeper of these great lands And in the eye, she's drawn to me For I see what was and what will be Well here, we walk the line Inside to find my way home When clouds arrive, we find shelter from the storm I see the path and realize, and slow[?] my mind Well here, we walk the line Inside to find my way home When clouds arrive, we find shelter from the storm I see the path and realize, and slow my mind