Water So Clear

Once, long ago

In a tune, my dad wrote

He sang of a “little green valley,”

And he wished that one day

By the power of God’s grace

That the “little green valley” was where he would be.

He longed for that valley with water so clear

And oak trees who’s tops touched the sky

The love of his life, in which he would share

A well-spring of love that would never run dry.

My dad was a dreamer

And a deep, profound thinker

With a life, you could watch on a big picture screen,

But when with friends and family

He was in that green valley

Right where he wanted to be.

With an acre of land on top of a hill

And water from a tap that was clear

His dreaming, though wild, would never prove ill

Cause he found his green valley right here.

But perhaps that green valley

Although it sounds crazy

Was never a dream for this place.

No, the “little green valley”

With its breathtaking scenery

Was where he would be with the Father one day

Because up there in heaven there’s thunderous rejoicing

At the sight of my dad at God’s pearly gates

And the angels surround him while God’s hand is anointing

And Bennett starts singing at the sight of God’s face.

So thankfully my daddy

Found his “little green valley”

And his memory will be with us forever right here

And a new day is dawning

With no more heavy-hearted longing

For the valley where the water is so clear.