You sit and think that everything is coming up roses
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but you can't see the weeds that entangle your feet.
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You can't see the wood for the trees cos the forest is burning
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and you say it's the smoke in your eyes that's making you cry.
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They sold you a view from the hill.
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They told you that the view from the hill would be
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further than you'd ever seen before.
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They sold you a view from the hill.
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They sold you a view from the hill.
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You were a dancer and a chancer, a poet and a fool
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to the royalty of mayhem you were breaking all the rules.
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Your decadence outstanding, your hopes flying high.
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One eye looking over your shoulder, one on the hill.
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You used to say you were scared of heights - you said you got dizzy.
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You said you didn't like your feet being to high off the ground,
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but they said that up there you'd find the air would be clearer
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promised you more space to move and more room to breath.
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They sold you a view from the hill.
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They told you that the view from the hill would be
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further than you'd ever seen before.
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You were holding out forever - thought they'd never turn your mind.
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Your ideals they were higher than you ever could have climbed.
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We thought that they couldn't buy you - the price would be too high
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that the riches there on offer they just wouldn't turn your eyes.
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But your conscience it was locked up in the prisons of your schemes
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your judgement it was blinded by your visions and your dreams
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praying and hoping that the view from the hill
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is wider than you've ever seen before.
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For the view from the hill we held our heads so high (smell the roses)
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All the loved ones that you lied to are strangers left behind.
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All the ones that really mattered well you stood on as you climbed.
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You were holding out forever for your fathers and your peers
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holding out for everyone that ever walked in here.
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The edge was inside and you rode it all the way.
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You were playing the games that you learned yesterday
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hanging around like a fool with a name
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You are holding your place for the view, the view from the hill.
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They sold you the view from the hill.
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Look it all for a view from the hill
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and you find the views no further than you've seen before.
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They sold you the view from the hill.
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And you stood and took it all from the view from the hill.
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It's simply coming up roses.
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View From the Hill
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