We sing of salvation We sing what me must 'Cause one man's treasure Is another man's lost But down in the valley The shadow of death The poor man's daughter takes her very first breath Forty wild horses Float in the dust I'm a wanton repeater And a breaker of trust But down in the valley The shadow of death The poor man's daughter takes her very first breath They crumble before us In ribbons of string But the poor man's daughter Is the ghost inside me And she says: La la La la