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Hill of Our Home - Psapp
We've left our homes
For the dusty road
Though it weighed us down to go
Now see we're burning in the sun
Fire in our bellies
Today ate us up
And never chewed
Though we still rolled along
This hill
The change that we don't see
Is happening to me
Though you are watching
It is cold it is dark
In the big black heart
Of the wood of the hill
Of the home
We are out of our depth
And our width and breadth
We are out of the pan
In the fire
It is green it is damp
By the burning lamp
Of the woods of the hills
Of the home
Oh how I long
For the things I have
For the burden I don't own
Do I know
How to please your head
Pour the contents back
When you're spilling from my bed
The day is worn
And the spark won't come
No sore in my chest
It is cold it is dark
In the big black heart
Of the wood of the hill
Of the home
We are out of our depth
And our width and breadth
We are out of the pan
In the fire
Oh you the husband of the wife
I know you are watching
Oh you the husband of the wife
I know you are watching
