Over The Hills

Well the TV talks, and all the people they come and flock
A factoid left in space
It's a discrepancy
We're all just left here to "rest in peace"?
Just take me to a different place

Superficial heartache, but the only cure is to give and take
And rectitude is out of style
Are we really alone, or do we fear and loath the unknown?
"Another temperamental senile"

Well, over the hills is where I'm going
Lady won't you just cross the sea?
Because, the train, she isn't slowing
So lay all the weight on me

Yeah, can't you see?
Oh, yeah, lady
I'll give it for free

Don't you know now
It's where I'm going

Go
Go
Go now

Well, over the hills is where I'm going
Lady won't you just cross the sea?
Because, the train, she isn't slowing
So lay all the weight on me

Well I'm awake in bed
The monster's at bay, but he's still in my head
I'm just a drugged up paranoid
It seems I've lost a piece, but the puzzle works
It puts my soul "at ease"
But your conscience goes on unemployed

Well, over the hills is where I'm going
Lady won't you just cross the sea?
Because, the train, she isn't slowing
So lay all the weight on me



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Cain
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