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THE BROW OF THE HILL
THE BROW OF THE HILL
Climb that hill, stand gazing at endless housing
All that can be seen, but open your mind, and
Gaze with fresh eyes, you can, and will see beyond
The horizon, endless sights just there in your mind
Only reason there are endless housing is because you
Don't open your heart, and see beyond these city walls
If you climb to the brow of the hill, take my advice open
Your mind, your heart, and all the joy of endless delights
Fill your soul with wondrous light, country, or city once
There on the brow of the hill with a closed mind nothing
Has any meaning it's all trite, reason why you, may have
Climbed the hill but, can't see beyond the horizon you're
Only climbing, yearning, and hoping for a little bit of faith.
Once you're on the brow of the hill your heart will open.
And all will become clear,you have conquered all your fears
Let your mind roam beyond the City walls look upon
Your world, and laugh out loud, on the brow of the hill
All is possible if you open your soul, and embrace your world.
The long climb is over, you are on the top of the world
Climb that hill, stand gazing at endless housing
All that can be seen, but open your mind, and
Gaze with fresh eyes, you can, and will see beyond
The horizon, endless sights just there in your mind
Only reason there are endless housing is because you
Don't open your heart, and see beyond these city walls
If you climb to the brow of the hill, take my advice open
Your mind, your heart, and all the joy of endless delights
Fill your soul with wondrous light, country, or city once
There on the brow of the hill with a closed mind nothing
Has any meaning it's all trite, reason why you, may have
Climbed the hill but, can't see beyond the horizon you're
Only climbing, yearning, and hoping for a little bit of faith.
Once you're on the brow of the hill your heart will open.
And all will become clear,you have conquered all your fears
Let your mind roam beyond the City walls look upon
Your world, and laugh out loud, on the brow of the hill
All is possible if you open your soul, and embrace your world.
The long climb is over, you are on the top of the world
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THE BROW OF THE HILL
THE BROW OF THE HILL