The Valley

THE VALLEY

There’s a quiet in the valley that I just can’t seem to hear

Too busy drowning in the chaos from above that holds me here

Where all the stars are outshining one another with a song

A simple tune that’s climbing but it wont be climbing long

There’s a hum in the power lines a static in the air

I try to hold onto it but my signals not too clear

This station I been listening to on a shortwave radio

Has too many commercials and only tells me everything I know

There’s a way out of this valley

Without stepping on the hand that helps you up

There’s a time to tune into the one who’s listening

There’s a time to tune into the one you love

There’s a shift in the temper of the clouds beyond the edge

In the search for inspiration the songwriter’s hedging her bets

Shining a light onto the dark of the valley floor

Songwriter picks up a pencil, hums a tune behind closed doors

There’s a way out of this valley

Without stepping on the hand that helps you up

There’s a time to tune into the one who’s listening

There’s a time to tune into the one you love

There’s a quiet in the valley that I just can’t seem to hear

Too busy drowning in the chaos from above that holds me here

Where all the stars are outshining one another with a song

A simple tune that’s climbing but it wont be climbing long