Deep in the Vale

Deep in the Vale where the Old Green Grows

Whence fairies hail and time stands froze

When the moon is pale, and nightmares close

Living shale and mushroom glows

Deep in the Vale where the Old Green Grows

There are no people, to work your woes

You'll find no doctors to check on your toes

No drivers or firemen to carry their hose.

Far in the forest where steel never goes,

Deep in the Vale where the Old Green Grows

Here is for the bees to tend to their rose

Here are the Bucks who rut for their Does

Hawks get their highs and snakes get their lows

But there are no people, this virtue shows

Deep in the Vale where the Old Green Grows

Man and his world have always been foes

At the bounty of Nature, he turned up his nose

The Old Gods watch him, a monkey in clothes

Saying "Serenity was born when we got rid of those,"

Deep in the Vale where the Old Green Grows