Planted in the Valley

planted in the valley

in the valley i grow

in the stone house

by the big oak

the water flows, the water flows

and the spaces come between me

opening me up

the sky comes down into me

filling up my golden hopes

and the valley is so fertile

the sun comes flowing in

and the landscape’s full of motion

the fields are full of friends

and valley lays so gently

the silence is just right

not enough to drive me crazy

but enough to make me cry

dancing in the valley

the sounds come then surround me

the trance of fireflies

and the leaping of the fox

the wood of my table

is thick and cut strong

oh the taste of the garden

keeps lasting on my tongue

refrain