歌词
We've finally made a great escape
Tell me friend, what is this place?
The look on your face says it all
The blades of grass refuse to bend
And I can see right through you, friend
Oh, what kind of trickery is this?
Oh Lord, I've waited so long for this
But now that I'm here I don't know where to go
Here in the foothills of heaven
I hope to be rid of the world I have known
From the hills came beings of light
Such glorious creatures
Such a glorious sight
I couldn't help but tremble
And here at the sight of an angel
It never occurred what a wretch I had been
Come now, follow me gladly
Soon all the grass you shall learn how to bend
The world you are running from is filled with the grumbling of miserable tongues
Oh, the journey is cumbersome
This great divorce you shall soon overcome
Soon overcome
Here in the foothills of heaven
It's hard to believe what I've seen
Sometimes my eyes can deceive me
I'm weary of all that I fail to perceive
Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah
