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We’re off on a hike to the vale below
As happy as can be
The trees are lovely shades of brown
As far as the eye can see
Can see 
As far as the eye can see

The air is brisk; the sky is clear
And we have far to go
The temperature is falling fast
And there’s a hint of snow
Of snow
And there’s a hint of snow

It’s cold enough to see your breath
We’d best keep moving fast
The sun is now below the hills
And daylight will not last 
Not last
And daylight will not last

The trail is fraught with rocks and roots
They like to grab your feet
If I don’t keep a sharp watch out
The ground and I will meet
We’ll meet
The ground and I will meet

The trail has gotten overgrown
It’s hard to read the lines
My eyes are always looking down
We tangle in the vines
The vines
We tangle in the vines

But Missy doesn’t care a bit
She’s caught the scent of deer.
With all the racket that we make, 
They’re clearly nowhere near.
Not near
They’re clearly nowhere near

And then ahead, quite close to us
Just right up on the trail,
I see a bobbing up and down
Of lifted, bouncing tails
Of tails
Of lifted, bouncing tails

It’s such a blessed place to be
Just me and Missy Girl
I wouldn’t have it otherwise
Be elsewhere in the world
The world
Be elsewhere in the world

The carcasses of forests past
lie strewn upon the floor,
And with the wind that’s blowing in,
There’ll soon be several more
Be more
There’ll soon be several more

A homestead thrived here long ago
Scant few stacked stones remain
Did they find peace and solitude?
Or mostly toil and pain?
And pain
Or mostly toil and pain? 

I often think about those folks:
With all the struggles that they faced,
If they too knew, just as I do,
The Lord is in this place 
This place
The Lord is in this place

It’s time to turn and head back home
Scale up the wooded hill
I’m eager to return again
Anticipate the thrill
The thrill
Anticipate the thrill

Each time I journey to my vale,
I get a hint of grand designs
As though I drew the curtain back
Saw glimpses of divine
Divine
Saw glimpses of divine
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