The Hills

Lyrics for The Hills

I can make the hills The system is shot I'm living on pills For which I thank God My animal howls My angel's upset But I'm not allowed A trace of regret For someone will use The thing I could not be My heart will be hurt Impersonally She'll step on the path She'll see what I mean My will cut in half And freedom between For less than a second Our lives will collide The endless suspended The door open wide And she will be born To someone like you What I left undone (uhhh hmmm) She will certainly do (ahhh) I know she is coming (ahhhh) And I know she will look (ahhhh, ahhhh, ahhh) And that is the longing (ahhhh) And this is the hook (ahhhh) I can't make the hills The system is shot I'm living on pills For which I thank God My page was too white My ink was too thin The day wouldn't write (uhhhhh) What the night penciled in (uhhhh) But I know she is coming (uhhhh) And I know she will look (uhhhh, uh uh uh) And that is the longing (uhhhh) And this is the hook (ahhhh) (I know she is coming, ahhhhh) And I know she will look (ahhhh, ahhhhh, ahhh) (That is the longing, ahhhh) And this is the hook (ahhhh) I can make the hills (uhhhh) The system is shot (uhhhh, uhhh) I'm living on pills (uhhhh, uhhh) For which I thank God (uhhhh) I sailed like a swan (uhhhh) I sank like a rock But time is long gone (uhhhh) Past my laughingstock (uhhhh) And I can make the hills (ahhhhh) The system is shot (ahhhhh, ahhhhh) I'm living on pills (ahhhhh) For which I thank God (ahhhhh, ahhhhh)