There's Green on the Other Side of the Hill

Waking up in the Morning
With the sound of the Old Clock
Recuperating on your past Day
The Hazy Figures behind the Silhouette
Reminds you of your winding way
When you feel your hands are immobile
And your Head doesn't give Away
Looking in the Mirror you find those empty Eyes
Which once were full of Disarray

Its always Green
On the other side of the Hill
You try to Reach
But you never will
A Hopeless Journey...

You take the instrument in your trembling Hands
And you try to be Reluctant
But the might of Inspiration catches you by your neck
The effect rises up as you Think
You Climb the Ladder, feel the brightened Stars
You fall down on your pretty Bed
This Trampoline your Brain Designs
Makes you go High as you Think

Its always Green
On the other side of the Hill
You try to Reach
But you never Will
A Sweet Surrender...
Your mind flies Higher...
The Path so Slender...
The Smell a Wonder...
A Sweet Surrender...

And when you Tread across the Green Countryside
You see the Cattle Grazing Still
You Realize you're in your Illusion
But you won't stop till you reach the Hill

You hear the Sirens the Loud pitching Noise
But you Care Less as you Stay
The World Complicates the Life so Pure
Its time you Roundabout as you Pray

Its always Green
On the other side of the Hill
You try to Reach
But you never Will
You try to Crawl...
You try to Run...
You find your Monsters...
Walking on the River...
You Feel for the Lesser...
As you Surrender...
To the Grass so Greener...
The Might of Wonder...
The Night of Wonder...
Sweet Surrender...

The Grave and the Altar...
You Lie and Wonder...
How Sweet the Surrender...
The Life is Over...
Your Life is Over...