I live in the hills
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You live in the valleys
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And all that you know are these blackbirds
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You rise every morning
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Wondering what in the world will the world bring today
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Will it bring you joy or will it take it away
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And every step you take is guided by
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The map of the light on the land and the blackbird's cry
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You will walk in good company
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The valley is dark
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The burgeoning holding
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The stillness obscured by their judging
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You walk through the shadows
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Uncertain and surely hurting
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Deserted by the blackbirds and the staccato of the staff
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And though you trust the light towards which you wend your way
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Sometimes you feel all that you wanted has been taken away
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You will walk in good company
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I love the best in you
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You love the best in me
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Though it is not always easy
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Lovely? lonely?
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We will walk in good company
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The shepherd upright and flowing
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You see...
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The Valley (Jane Siberry)
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| k.d. lang |
