Walkabouts Christmas Valley
It's breathin' time In Christmas Valley herons fly by night and crash into the pines and when we're gone from Christmas Valley no one will remember you leave nothin' to remind to remind climbed up onto Fort Rock and I looked unto the town the aquifer works so hard to consecrate the ground all the way to Wagontire just a shimmer in the haze all the way to Wagontire no one's beggin' us to stay It's breathin' time in Christmas Valley herons fly by night and crash into the pines and when we're gone from Christmas Valley no one will remember you leave nothin' to remind to remind If what you want is tarpaper blown off in the wind If what you want is tarpaper then hold here to the end Sister says in Lewiston three rivers come to meet she'll get us jobs in a restaurant we can stagger home each night It's breathin' time in Christmas Valley herons fly by night and crash into the pines and when we're home from Christmas Valley no one will remember you leave nothin' to remind to remind
