Half Mile Hill(Album Version) - David Nail

作词：Rick Brantley/Tia Sillers/Mark Selby

作曲：Rick Brantley/Tia Sillers/Mark Selby

Half Mile Hill eight years old

Standing on top with the world below

Me and my dad

Talking man to man

Suitcase packed he was moving out

Said It's no one's fault but I had my doubts

And I have them still

Up on Half Mile Hill

You can see the ball fields

Watch the cars go around the courthouse

See the sun go down

Where the street lamps glow

On those checkerboard roads

Wishing I could fly like a cut-string kite

Tapping on the floor of heaven

Is anybody listening

Half Mile Hill seventeen

Tailing the summer Angie and me

Kicking beer cans off the side

One last time

She was wildcat tough I was scarecrow thin

We were thick as theives til the bitter end

Trying to make time stand still

Up on Half Mile Hill

You can see the ball fields

Watch the cars go around the courthouse

See the sun go down

Where the street lamps glow

On those checkerboard roads

Wishing I could fly like a cut-string kite

Tapping on the floor of heaven

Is anybody listening

Hey all you lovers and leavers

Stuck in-betweeners

Loners and stoners

Old drunks and dreamers

Rumbling and stumbling

Always looking for something

Past that no trespassing sign

You can see the ball fields

Watch the cars go around the courthouse

See the sun go down

Where the Street lamps glow

On those checkerboard roads

Wishing I could fly like a cut-string kite

Tapping on the floor of heaven

Tapping on the floor of heaven

Is anybody listening

Up on Half Mile Hill

Is anybody listening