FALLING ON THE SUN

FALLING ON THE SUN

WRITTEN BY JEFF R HILTON

FEB. 2019

UP HERE I CAN SEE FOR MILES

UP HERE LIFE IS LIFE

SWEET ENOUGH

TO MAKE YOU PAUSE

MEAN ENOUGH TO TAKE YOU

ITS A THINKING GAME

NO TIME FOR

SECOND GUESSES

DON'T NEED NO ADDRESSES 

NO EXCUSES

TO CALL THIS HOME

WHEN IT COMES TO PEOPLE

I'D RATHER BE ALONE

FIND COMFORT FROM THE SKIES 

SOLACE FROM THE TREES 

GATHER RAIN AND SUN

HOLD ONTO THE STARS

PUSH BACK THE YEARS

SLOW BUT STEADY

ALWAYS READY FOR ANYTHING

SLEEPING RIGHT HERE

ON A DREAM

SO MUCH ROOM TO BREATHE

TALK TO THE RAVEN

SPEAK TO THE CROW

NEVER TELL YOU THINGS

YOU DON'T NEED TO KNOW

AND IN A DEEP SILENCE

 FEW CAN BEAR

I FIND MYSELF

AGAIN AND AGAIN

DRINKING WATER

 FROM A SPRING

FALLING ON THE SUN

TURNING IN THE RAIN

EVERYBODY'S IDEA OF FREEDOMS

NOT THE SAME

GIVE ME BIG BLUE SKIES

WHERE EAGLES FLY

AND TIME DOESN'T CARE

 ITS ALWAYS THERE 

THE STARS THEY NEVER END

AND THE MOONS NEVER FAR

NIGHTINGALE WEEPING

ON MY GUITAR

IN A FOREST THAT

KNOWS WHO YOU ARE

SOMETHING DIFFERENT

BUT THE SAME

I WALK THROUGH EACH DAY

ONLY STILL TO HEAR

OR REST BEFORE MY WAY

NO EXCUSES

TO CALL THIS HOME

IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT

THEN LEAVE ME ALONE