like a virus Planted with no anidotes There is no immunity Wagin war on the devil's community Zero in and I catch a vision I see a valley of men castin
are the valleys How tall are the trees How cool are the rivers How soft is the breeze If it's just like my dreams Then I must go and see For the red hills
are the valleys how tall are the trees How cool are the rivers how soft is the breeze If it's just like my dreams then I must go and see For the Red Hills
I'd play the Red River Valley And he'd sit out in the kitchen and cry And run his fingers through seventy years of livin' And wonder, "Lord, has ever'
the evening shadow of Red Butte Up the lane from the slaughter house bridge The first cabin the moonlight strikes As it crests the cleft in Hunter Crick Ridge Up from between old Red
drifted out one day For the southern part of a journey Underneath the bridge, the Ohio River sang As we headed for the hills of West Virginia And the red
I've seen rivers red with blood I've seen valleys filled with mud I've seen stormy seas that pound upon the shore I've seen mountains strewn with bones
horizon Yonder on the horizon Stopped at the mighty river Stopped at the mighty river and Sucked the damn thing dry Tupelo-o-o, O Tupelo In a valley hides
spirits there Down the hill twining, their blessed armour shining Like the rivers of beauty yhat flows from each glenn From the mountains and valleys
pale gold, glazed and shrunken We were afraid to touch it The sheets were hot dead prisms And she was beside me Old, she's no, young Her dark red hair
A HERD OF CATTLE JUMPING OF THE CLIFF THE LEADER SAID MY NAME, I THINK HE'S AFTER ME I BEEN DOWN TO THE VALLEY OF THE DEAD I SEEN THE BLOODY RIVER RUNNING RED RED
, I'm the black soil of the plains I'm the mountains and the valleys, I'm the drought and flooding rains I am the rock and I'm the sky, the rivers when
desert, I'm the black soil of the plains I'm the mountains and the valleys, I'm the drought and flooding rains I am the rock, I am the sky, the rivers
of the river and kiss his jade and marble walls you have spilled the red from my heart with your arrow and you will make my bed under the red grass
Blind man running through the light of the night With an answer in his head. Come on down to the river of sight And you can really understand. Red lights
doesnt matter what color you are no Jesus "As long as you're blood was red" It reaches to the highest mountain And it flows to the lowest valley The
afraid of failure The past is a flower The future, the snow I wasn't ever close to perfect But I never let you go You let your doubt lead you like a river