Boys on the Hill - Toby Driver

There is a fire that speaks

In the whispers of the summer night breeze

It shines bright from memory mountain

There is a moment

You can see it if you look just right

It’s the fire on the hill

As you drive by

There is a hill with a fire

Where the tall grass is grow in a line

The fire whispers and coyotes whine

As the ghostly collapsed asylum

And high above where the engines turned

Above the mine, above the river

Where the asylum burned

There is a fire that will not die

There is the magic being born

We are there, wing weapons

Until the break of dawn

I can see

The fire from my window

I can see it with my eyes closed

I’m on the hill, looking down

I set the fire, I was there

Across the river

Is a house with a view

I can see them with my eyes closed

Their memory and my memory

I can see

The fire from my window

I can see it with my eyes closed

I’m on the hill, looking down

I set the fire, I was there

Across the river

Is a house with a view

I can see them with my eyes closed

Their memory and my memory