There’s nothing to compare sittin’
In the remote manless place
Where God is your only company
And wind fills the empty space.

Lookin’down a mile into valley,
You see what life can turn to.
Imagination pictures younger time,
And you know exactly what you’d do:

You’d saddle up and ride away…
As you sit alone in a high place,
God is your only companion, wind,
His breath, fillin’ the empty space.

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