The Hillside

Our house was haunted you know
It told us tales of its 20th century woes
Incase we missed the show
The shadows would eventually make themselves known
The forest mist would settle low
On the trees, like a blanket protecting its soul
And our planted seeds forever grow
Encapsulating the marks we left after we let go

There's healing in the hillside
These places that shape us we wear them like a badge of pride
Still grieving the home life
But the place that shaped us all will remain in our sights
For all our lives

All our lives

Our house it had its hold
Filling us with the sense that we'd struck woodland gold
When nothing can replace the old
I'll visit you in my sleep
And revive our household
When there's...

Healing in the hillside
These places that shape us we wear them like a badge of pride
Still grieving the home life
But the place that shaped us will remain in our sights

This house is haunted you know
Telling tales of its 20th century woes



Credits
Writer(s): Owen Hughes-holland
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