(INTRO)      he lives in a valley where a creek runs by him      every single day      nothing's around to tempt or try him      or get in his way            walkin back from the morning sunrise      high on top of his hill      looking out over the peace in his valley      is the best feeling that he can feel            from the tree tops way down far below      he can hear a joyous ringing singing      it's in the rafters      you can hear it blow      la, la, la, la, de, dum, da      la, la, la, la, de, dum, da            'Standing in the Dark' was his name when I met him      shining by his own golden rule      go where you want son and stay where you have to      everybody's somebody's fool            there's a pounding light coming out of the sky      and it wants to take us into the air      and set us down on a cloud passing by      la, la, la, la, de, dum, da      la, la, la, la, de, dum, da      (HARP SOLO)            don't you try to ask him      he'll just start to laugh and      never tell you what he really knows      try to sit and listen      you'll end up singing with him      la, la, la, la, de, dum, da      la, la, la, la, de, dum, da      (GUITAR SOLO)            from the tree tops way down far below      you can hear a joyous ringing singing      it's in the rafters      you can hear it blow      la, la, la, la, de, dum, da      la, la, la, la, de, dum, da      la, la, la, la, de, dum, da      la, la, la, la, de, dum, da            ______________________________________________________________________      Lyrics are copyright 1976, Michael Granda