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| Shallow Hill | |
| ...A small ache - not so bad but it lingers | |
C'mon we gotta' keep moving I said As everybody passed me by If I can just top this shallow hill I can see where the mountain lies Don't want to flatline in the flatlands And we can almost coast up this hill Please don't fault me if I falter I feel a change in my disposition Don't really want to be in this position Lost my sense of humor and I lost my list And everybody passed me by Just don't fault me, just don't falter The ground was hollow under our heels Took me years to feel how much was getting crushed Under our wheels Hollow echo of my heels.... I think I feel it in my fingers A small ache - not too bad but it lingers Not sure what I should hold on to I'm pretty sure I see the same in you I think I saw it on my sweet friend's face We're just searching for the last safe place Please don't fault me, please don't falter The ground was hollow under our heels Took me years to feel how much was getting crushed Under our wheels Hollow echo of my heels.... C'mon we gotta' keep moving I said As everybody passed me by If I can just top this shallow hill I can see where the mountain lies Don't want to flatline in the flatlands And we can almost coast up this hill Please don't fault me if I falter The ground was hollow under our heels Took me years to feel how much was getting crushed Under our wheels Hollow echo of my heels The ground was hollow under our heels Took me years to feel how much was getting crushed Under our wheels Hollow echo of my heels.... | |
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