Valley Of Glory

Lord I have to get by
will you recognize all the things I have to tell you
like the ship on the ocean
carrying out for the shore.
Lord I have to survive
through the things I see in this cosmic repetition
I 'm not strong and I 'm lonely
hiding from myself
faking all my dreams.
Ladies of the mountains
rising from your silvery streams
come and take me cross the dark night
to awaken my dreams
and I 'm looking from the outside
in your world so far within
and these temporary wings of my soul
bringing me down.