(clarke / hicks / nash)
On top of a hill is a nice place to be at,
Diggin the country for miles around.
Watchin the people like ants on a hillside,
Running around, running around.

So far below me I see the confusion,
Small-minded men with their small-minded wives.
If they could see themselves where I am standing,
Theyd alter their lives, alter their lives.

And Im so high up I touch the sky.
And Im so high up I touch the sky.
Climb up here, jump up here,
Skip up, or run up.
Get up here somehow cos youll find your head.
Finally finding the level youre after.
Ego is dead. ego is dead.

And Im so high up I touch the sky.
And Im so high up I touch the sky.

Wish theyd start using the path of tomorrow.
Theres only way up and one way down.
Decide for yourself on the path youll be taking
When you look down, down and around.

And Im so high up I touch the sky ...

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