the hill of our times

The hill of our times

The time has moved on

The wind whirring it away

We forget the connections

Standing high on the hill

The whispering wind caressess

Every part of the body

And it never stays long

The hill of our times

We seem to forget

We don't play it

We spin it away

We look down on the top

The spotlights on the valley

The sparkles in our eyes

Remembering those times

The hill of our times

We have forgotten it

We better bring it back

The hours will never wait

The silence of the wind

It never calls in the night

Even the insects stay quiet

We have to make the sound

The hill of our times

Once the music in our minds

The years moved on

We forget to tune it up