The Valley Below The Family Crest

If I wasn’t born
And if I wasn’t here
She’d move herself back down
To the valley below

‘Cause there the night is calm
And here the wind is cold
So move yourself back down
To the valley below

And this is not where I come from
And this is not where I belong
Moving soft, so slowly she said
I’ll move through the night
Love, I’ll sleep when I’m dead

I’ll move through the night
Love, I’ll sleep when I’m dead
I’ll move through the night
Love, I’ll sleep when I’m dead

As the wind it howls
Against the trees so slow
She moves herself back down
To the valley below