The Chameleons - View from a Hill | Текст песни

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• The Chameleons
• View from a Hill

Feel myself falling to the ground

Solitary silence there's no sound

Open my eyes and look around

Colours and concepts that confound

All around


Pick myself up and take the air

The fragrance of children everywhere

Slowly absorbed into my square

Debating what is and isn't there

Who cares.

You wait until your time comes round again

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