from The Nightshift Watchman ..............................................
I walk the High Hill tonight It stands behind the town It was golden in the autumn sky As the sun was going down I could not stay to answer The man who rang my telephone Cause when I hear the High Hill calling I have to go alone
I climb alone the winding trail Leave the town below I wrap my woven blanket round me Up here the wind can blow The brighter stars come peeking through A canopy of branches high Out across the town lights glistening I think I`m gonna fly
I am looking down from High Hill I am looking down On my four walls In my small town High
I`m standing high in windy dark Above this amber glow Glistening sea of shining lights A half a mile below And somewhere on that shining sea A tiny light I call my own I feel like I been too long sailing I finally made it home
I am looking down from High Hill I am looking down My dream`s been found In my old home town
I am looking down from High Hill I am looking down from High Hill I am looking down from high