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| Climbing up on Solsbury H | ill |
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| I could see the city lig | hts |
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| Wind was blowing, time stood s | till |
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| Eagle flew out of the n | ight |
| A | E | A | |
| He was something to obs | erve |
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| Came in close; I heard a vo | ice |
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| Standing, stretching every ne | rve |
| Dmaj7 | |
| I had to listen; had no ch | oice |
| E | Dmaj7 | Dmaj7 | |
| I d | id not be | lieve the informat | ion |
| E | Dmaj7 | Bm9-7 | |
| Ju | st had to t | rust imaginati | on |
| E | Dmaj7 | |
| My h | eart going | boom boom boom |
| Dmaj7 | D | A | Esus4 | E | A | |
| Son, he said, gra | b your thi | ngs I've co | me to ta | ke you ho | me |
| To 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 |
| Though my life was in a rut |
| Till I thought of what I'd say |
| And which connection I should cut |
| I was feeling part of the scenery |
| I walked right out of the machinery |
| My heart going boom boom 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 pirouette |
| When I think that I am free |
| Watched by empty silhouettes |
| Who close their eyes but still can see |
| No one taught them etiquette |
| So 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 boom boom |
| Hey, I said, you can keep my things they've come to take me home |
Nope, not Salisbury Hill. Definitely Solsbury Hill, named after Little Solsbury Hill in Bath, UK. Not too far from Salisbury.
Correct. Solsbury Hill in Somerset.
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Climbing up on Solsbury H ill
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I could see the city lig hts
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Wind was blowing, time stood s till
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