Sometimes the weight of the world that's on my shouldersIs nothing but the heavy thoughts in my headWhen they get all twisted up and tangled, I unravelDown a less traveled road where my soul can be fedWhen there's no peace to be found, I head for hallowed groundI still feel at home up on some lonely hillIn the blink of an eye, my head's clear as the skyAnd like the trees with no breeze, my heart is stillWhere the world's the way God made it stillThere's nothing like the sound of a rolling rocky riverTo help my worries roll right off my backI let that crisp air take my breath away each morningAnd dip that mountain sunrise in my coffee blackWhen there's no peace to be found, I head for hallowed groundI still feel at home up on some lonely hillIn the blink of an eye, my head's clear as the skyAnd like the trees with no breeze, my heart is stillWhere the world's the way God made it stillIn the blink of an eye, my head's clear as the skyAnd like the trees with no breeze, my heart is stillWhere the world's the way God made it stillLet it stay the way God made it still*