SOLSBURY HILL / PETER GABRIEL / NIVEL 3

Climbing up on Solsbury Hill
I could see the city light
Wind was blowing, time stood still
Eagle flew out of the night
He was something to observe
Came in close, I heard a voice
Standing stretching every nerve
Had to listen had no choice
I did not believe the information
(I) just had to trust imagination
My heart going  boom...
"Son," he said "Grab your things,
I've come to take you home"
 keep in silence I resigned
My friends would think I was a nut
Turning water into wine
Open doors would soon be shut
So I went from day to day
Tho' my life was in a rut
"Till I thought of what I'd say
Which connection I should cut
I was feeling part of the scenery
I walked right out of the machinery
My heart going  boom...
"Son" he said "Grab your things
I've come to take you home"

When illusion spin her net
I'm never where I want to be
And liberty she pirouettes
When I think that I am free
Watched by empty silhouettesClose their eyes but still can see
No one taught them etiquette
I will show another me
Today I don't need a replacement
I'll show them what the smile on my face meant
My heart going  boom...
"Son" He said "Grab your  things,
   I've come to take you home"...