Sometimes the weight of the world that's on my shoulders
Is nothing but the heavy thoughts in my head
When they get all twisted up and tangled, I unravel
Down a less traveled road where my soul can be fed
When there's no peace to be found, I head for hallowed ground
I still feel at home up on some lonely hill
In the blink of an eye, my head's clear as the sky
And like the trees with no breeze, my heart is still
Where the world's the way God made it still
There's nothing like the sound of a rolling rocky river
To help my worries roll right off my back
I let that crisp air take my breath away each morning
And dip that mountain sunrise in my coffee black
When there's no peace to be found, I head for hallowed ground
I still feel at home up on some lonely hill
In the blink of an eye, my head's clear as the sky
And like the trees with no breeze, my heart is still
Where the world's the way God made it still
In the blink of an eye, my head's clear as the sky
And like the trees with no breeze, my heart is still
Where the world's the way God made it still
Let it stay the way God made it still
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