Sam's Hill - ICU
Composed by：Matt Monsoor
There is a fire that's been burning just over the way
It's made of stone thoughts
Left without a trace
And I believe it all dropped from the heavens
But I'm just glad didn't hit me
And it all be seen on top of sam's hill
There's all those dirt roads that will lead you to nowhere
They'll wind up your mind to just about anywhere
These all those corn cribs and barn ribs to feed your eyes
On a come days sunday and I like this
It all be seen on top of sam's
I'm going to climb right on top and rid me of this
Just rest my head rest my head
Legs hung over that ledge
And I'm sailing on an ocean
Middle of greenfield
And I'm gazing at all I see
Free as I want to be
And it all can be seen on top of sam's
