High On a Hill

High on a hill where the city seems tame Beyond the shimmer is where I sit and hide Hush now people don't you cry, It takes a hundred pleas to fetch me from the sky Here, what's mine is mine Only the angels sing of something even finer Yes sir, I don't care for the common pace and the people still down there Your lights do flicker in a code tonight Even with your tune I still won't be all right No fog or sleet will easily sway My intentions of remaining above for one more day Here, what's mine is mine Only the angels sing of something even finer Yes sir, I don't care for the common pace and the people still down there