Verse 1

Looking Down Upon This World

With Bloodshot Weary Eyes,

Its Four 0'Clocl In The Morning

And The Suns About To Rise.

I Feel A Little Displacement

A Little Disharmony

Somebodys In Trouble Tonight

Or Is It Trouble Tomorrow.

Chorus

High, On The Hill

Looking Down, On Creation

Im So High, On The Hill

Looking Down, On Creation

Im so High

Verse 2

Dogs Howl In The Shouting Distance

Metallic Silver Grey Streets

In The Half Light Half Remembered

Thoughts Beyond My Reach

The Sky Forms An Uneasy Truce

Between The Sun And Moon

A Clock Strikes At A Quarter Past

Or Is It Quarter to

Chorus x2