Behind these hills,
Ruffles, flowers and frills,
Oh rebel flag still go flying high,
Promises do or die,
We hurry, hurry along,
Thinkin nothing can go wrong,
Patiently writing words to another song,
A long time present,
Beneth the sweet crescent moon,
Time goes rolling by,
Hoping the eagles go soaring across the sky,
Holding lives together,
So hard we try,
What will be,
Will be,
It\'s a journey and we can all go flying free,
Behind these hills,
Ruffles, flowers, and frills,
Oh rebel flags flying high,
Promises do or die,
See God has dotted the space,
With trees a blaze,
In purple shaded phase,
Yes the human spirit God gave,
Still amazes,
Perfect love comes from God\'s holy place,
After we walk the last mile away,
We\'ll be going home to stay,
My world isn\'t as big as yours,
Still around God\'s fingers it twirls,
Behind these hills,
Ruffles, flowers, and frills,
Oh rebel flag still go flying high,
Promises do or die,
As for man\'s span,
Pray to touch the one who holds it all in hand,
We can listen for the music of the angel band,
All across time go travelin,
When the veil drops from our view,
Will you have remembered too,
Grasp on to the Holy Spirit and follow through.