paroles de chanson The Wooden Hill - Michael Weston King

He kissed her mouth
He cracked her head
Until her eyes fell open
And all the things he never said
Were better left unspoken

It's not liked it used to be
When she was seven
Her mothers' love
And her fathers' knee
Then she'd climb the wooden hill to heaven

Now at night
When she cant sleep
She has to leave the light on
The noise below in the city streets
Electricity pylons

She never came to any harm
When she was seven
Her sisters' coat
And her brothers' arm
And they'd sleep beside the wooden hill to heaven

I'll climb that wooden hill
I'll climb that wooden hill
I'll climb that wooden hill
I'll climb that wooden hill

A spider crawled into her sleeping mouth
Choked the life blood from her veins
When she awoke the spider had gone
And a woman's shell was all that remained
Where once had slept great beauty

Later on
At 29
She wonders how she found the time
To sleep and dream of bigger plans
Then they were crushed by a smaller man

It's not like it used to be
Her strength is failing
What is gone
Is gone for good
And the wooden hill becomes too steep for scaling

I'll climb that wooden hill
I'll climb that wooden hill
I'll climb that wooden hill
I'll climb that wooden hill