Lyrics

Words.
Words that hurt.
You drop to Earth
From girdered heavens.

Views.
Points of view.
You shout them through
From inside the fences.

From your chair into the lens
Through the wires and into minds of poor believers
Who turn the words into arrow and fire. Oh!

Worlds.
Another world.
Abstract. Absurd.
A high and tight sphere.

From
Where you come
Is there no one
Who's walked the roads here?

Nothing needed trickles down.
But your lavish words of wisdom I could drown in.
If only I had the station to follow. Oh!

From the Hill. From the Hill.
It's so easy to say what you will.
Far Away and Above the place
Where you say one thing
And it leads to anything.

Minds.
Hearts and minds,
Our growth declined
In ways fallacious.

Thus,
There's no fuss
To have from us
With plans voracious.

Now that everything's in place
You open your mouth and you blow out like a dragon
And fly away from the flames and the fallout. Oh!

From the Hill. From the Hill.
It's so easy to say what you will.
Far Away and Above the place
Where you say one thing
And it leads to anything.
From the Hill. From the Hill.
It's so easy to say what you will.
Passing time from behind a curtain,
Yet still you feign to know
How it goes down here below.

Babble on....on....Babble on.
Air from dawn to dawn.
Babble on....on....Babble on.
Air from dawn to dawn.

From your chair into the lens
Through the wires and into minds of poor believers
Who turn the words into arrow and fire.

From the Hill. From the Hill.
It's so easy to say what you will.
Far Away and Above the place
where you say one thing
And it leads to anything.
From the Hill. From the Hill.
It's so easy to say what you will.
Passing time from behind a curtain,
yet still you feign to know
How it goes down here below.