from "The Diviners"
(lyrics by Margaret Lawrence)
There's a valley holds my name, now I know.
In the tales they used to tell it seemed so low.
There's a valley way down there.
I used to dream it like a prayer.
And my fathers, they lived there long ago.
There's a mountain holds my name, close to the sky.
And those stories made that mountain seem so high.
There's a mountain way up there.
I used to dream I'd breathe its air
And hear the voices that in me would never die.
I came to taste the dust out on a prairie road.
My childhood thoughts were heavy on me like a load
But I left behind my fear
When I found those ghosts were near
Leadin' me back to that home I never knowed.
Ah, my valley and my mountain, they're the same
My living places, and they will never be tame.
When I think how I was born
I can't help but being torn
But the valley and the mountain hold my name.
The valley and the mountain hold my name.
(Contributed by =Ae= - September 2010)