Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song On Box Hill , by - Ben Watt. Song from the album North Marine Drive, in the genre Музыка мираRelease date: 31.12.1982
Record label: Cherry Red
Song language: English
On Box Hill |
| Lying back in the waterless & spiky grass |
| Looking up at the fluffy clouds seem closer now |
| Looking down through the tumbling grass to the line of trees |
| All the cars on the Gulldford Road are just a murmur now |
| Foot-worn paths like white-washed dreams run down the hill |
| Red kite waving so frantically in the bluey sky |
| Family with a little girl in a blowy dress |
| She crouches down to pick a flower then dances on |
| Bah bah… |
| Right up here I’m far away from everything |
| Right up here there’s nothing that can touch me now |
| The only thing that stabs my back is spiky grass |
| The only thing that makes me fall is liberty |
| Bah bah… |
| On box hill |
| .standstill |
| On box hill |
| Here until |