I used to ride up on the hill
And look down at the darkened
Silhouettes of tall black windowsills
And my heart jumped every ledge
Until one bright morning when I woke
I heard bells, girl she gently spoke and said
'Choice my man's to breath or choke
So go die, or learn to hope'
Get back on your way at the end of the day
Under the fire and the rain
The whole big bloody parade until that
That feeling, feeling's gone
You wake up on your own
Sometimes walls come caving in
Sometimes the world just hits your chin
And sometimes shadows haunt your back
And sometimes I feel so flat
Then like some rare eagle on the wind
Well it turns and life comes bursting in
And the earth you thought would beat you down
Lifts up and lights your ground
Get back on your way at the end of the day
Under the fire and the rain
The whole big bloody parade until that
That feeling, feeling's gone
You wake up on your own
/ Lifts up and sends you homeward bound
/ Lifts up and then you're found again
/ Lifts up and turns your world around
/still scarred of love lived on the ledge
And the Earth you thought would eat you up
Well it lifts you high and fills your cup
/carries
And right then I learnt to hope / the point of hope / I knew the way ahead/ to go
/ lifts up and clears your hallowed ground
*So scared that love lived on the edge /
Scared of love lived on the ledge / Like love lived on the ledge
/ As if my love required a ledge
bring you down
Lifts up, your heart just leaves the ground
/and how you love your ground / high above the ground
/ and the earth you thought would end your song 'song'
/ lifts up and now . . . the feeling's gone feelings gone