The car drives through the valley Along the roads laid out years ago Through the hills and countryside Over rivers and gorges The beautiful landscape sculpted The beautiful valley laid
But when the sun goes down All is different The hills seem higher in the countryside The rivers deepen And the gorges steepen The beautiful landscape darkened The beautiful valley changed
How the Valley is like our lives In the light the beauty is seen The beauty sculpted The green and lush The curving earth And beautiful forests
But then in the dark days When all is bleak We see the cliffs heighten And the rivers flood The once beautiful place Turns to a nightmare And we know not where to go And we know not what to do
But the beautiful valley has not changed Only our eyes The same beauty lies If our eyes would stop the lies And let us see the beauty laid Even in the painful days
I wrote this song while I was in a car riding through the Brandywine Valley in Delaware and Pennsylvania late at night. I think it accurately describes the Brandywine Valley, as well as life on Earth