J. Tillman - Marked in the Valley lyrics

Times like those my lowland home
Heaven and Earth filled the room
‘til the windows broke the children rose
Imagine the end gathered in praise
The girls’ voices are fierce in their
Wonder with hands on my face
They say, "You finally came"

Oh, I’ve been a poor brother
Lord, I took what was yours
You must know I lied for my birthright
And sold it on the roadside for
Half what it was worth

The men that I’ve known blood and bone
I have to believe will be welcome
By boys of their own so that they might know

Oh, I’ve been a poor brother
Lord, I took what was yours
You must know I lied in your favor
I am marked in the valley
I am known along the way

We still meet at the end of the day
Oh, I am set free and have been released

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