Sit On the Hill

Sit on the hill and talk of everythin'
That’s separatin' us from them
Self-assured and livin' on a room
That it was never youth-bought land
It was more than talkin'
Cuts and bruises nailed it in
Other people saw things
A future hangin' in the wind
Eighteen years of livin' and
There’s home I never known
Some good times but less to care
Suckin' out a bag of goon
To say that it was hard to bear
Would be a far stretch of the truth
I’m not pretendin' that it was fair
But it was time for somethin' new
Sit on the hill and talk of everythin'
Sit on the hill and talk of everythin'
Sit on the hill and talk of everythin'
Sit on the hill and talk of everythin'