Peaks and Valleys
In the land of the snowy mountains
The tattered flags are there up above
Around the Stag are the Black Hat Dancers
Turquoise and gold; a Tibetan dove
There was a grandchild of Genghis Khan
He rode to the valley before the thaw
Snow fell on those Devils Horsemen
No one really knows where they are
Venus greets the morning sky
Just behind the mountains five miles high
Voices meet the frozen fog
On the way from Lhasa to Shangri La
From the hills on their journey
They'll find their way, the youngest sons
It won't take long with minds so open
Behold the light and they've just begun
Yellow silk, the drums and the trumpets
A great debate and clapping hands
They packed their tents and beads of coral
As they wandered that forbidden land
Venus greets the morning sky
Just behind the mountains five miles high
Voices meet the frozen fog
On the way to Lhasa from Shangri La
A thousand rooms with a thousand windows
They sit upon the roof of the world
Bend a bow, send the flaming arrows
Cast the treasures as the waters swirl
A long time ago there was an army
Brought a storm, they came down hard
In the night the people tell the stories
By their warm fires under the stars
Venus greets the morning sky
Just behind the mountains five miles high
Voices meet the frozen fog
On the way to Lhasa from Shangri La
Venus greets the morning sky
Just behind the mountains five miles high
Voices meet the frozen fog
On the way to Lhasa from Shangri La
Voices meet the frozen fog
On the way to Lhasa from Shangri La
The tattered flags are there up above
Around the Stag are the Black Hat Dancers
Turquoise and gold; a Tibetan dove
There was a grandchild of Genghis Khan
He rode to the valley before the thaw
Snow fell on those Devils Horsemen
No one really knows where they are
Venus greets the morning sky
Just behind the mountains five miles high
Voices meet the frozen fog
On the way from Lhasa to Shangri La
From the hills on their journey
They'll find their way, the youngest sons
It won't take long with minds so open
Behold the light and they've just begun
Yellow silk, the drums and the trumpets
A great debate and clapping hands
They packed their tents and beads of coral
As they wandered that forbidden land
Venus greets the morning sky
Just behind the mountains five miles high
Voices meet the frozen fog
On the way to Lhasa from Shangri La
A thousand rooms with a thousand windows
They sit upon the roof of the world
Bend a bow, send the flaming arrows
Cast the treasures as the waters swirl
A long time ago there was an army
Brought a storm, they came down hard
In the night the people tell the stories
By their warm fires under the stars
Venus greets the morning sky
Just behind the mountains five miles high
Voices meet the frozen fog
On the way to Lhasa from Shangri La
Venus greets the morning sky
Just behind the mountains five miles high
Voices meet the frozen fog
On the way to Lhasa from Shangri La
Voices meet the frozen fog
On the way to Lhasa from Shangri La
Credits
Writer(s): Steven Fink
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