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Solsbury Hill 
Medium
by Peter Gabriel
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Climbing up on Solsbury Hill
I see the city light
Wind was blowing, time still
Eagle out of the night
He was something to observe
Came in close, I heard a voice
Standing, stretching every nerve
I had to listen, had no choice
I did not believe the information
Just had to imagination
My heart going boom, boom, boom
"Son," he said, "grab your things
I've come to take you home"
To keep in silence, I resigned
My friends would think I was a nut
Turning into wine
doors would soon be shut
So I went from day to day
Though my life was in a rut
Till I thought of what I'd say
connection I should cut
I was feeling part of the scenery
I walked right out of the machinery
My going boom, boom, boom
"Hey," he said, "Grab things
I've come to take you home"
Yeah, back home
When illusion spin her net
I'm never where I want to be
And liberty, she pirouette
When I think that I am free
by empty silhouette
Who close eyes but can see
No one etiquette
I another me
Today I don't need a replacement
I'll them what the smile on my face meant
My heart boom, boom, boom
"Hey," I said, "You can keep my things
They've come to me home"
I see the city light
Wind was blowing, time still
Eagle out of the night
He was something to observe
Came in close, I heard a voice
Standing, stretching every nerve
I had to listen, had no choice
I did not believe the information
Just had to imagination
My heart going boom, boom, boom
"Son," he said, "grab your things
I've come to take you home"
To keep in silence, I resigned
My friends would think I was a nut
Turning into wine
doors would soon be shut
So I went from day to day
Though my life was in a rut
Till I thought of what I'd say
connection I should cut
I was feeling part of the scenery
I walked right out of the machinery
My going boom, boom, boom
"Hey," he said, "Grab things
I've come to take you home"
Yeah, back home
When illusion spin her net
I'm never where I want to be
And liberty, she pirouette
When I think that I am free
by empty silhouette
Who close eyes but can see
No one etiquette
I another me
Today I don't need a replacement
I'll them what the smile on my face meant
My heart boom, boom, boom
"Hey," I said, "You can keep my things
They've come to me home"
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