Jamison Young - Top Of The Hill lyrics

Complicate, liberate, confused by the call Into the forest where the angels waking Like the birds in the trees I only wish we could catch the first plane out of here Keep on drivin', keep on drivin' Little road maps on the moon Keep on drivin', keep on drivin' Little road maps on the moon The stars are UFO's, all eyes neon globes Everything is watching him He's the centre of the dream The birds are talking to him Hey, he just worked out telepathy Keep on drivin', keep on drivin' Little road maps on the moon Keep on drivin', keep on drivin' Little road maps on the moon Into the stars, back through the sun Top of the hill where the angels fly Into the sun, back through the stars Top of the hill where the angels fly Terminate the terminal We all live so we can fly That true destination Where's the ticket, anyhow Take d**, climb that hill See the world, a different point of view Burn the future Burn a past Fall into the abyss of that ugly mask Keep on calling, keep on calling Little road maps on the moon Keep on calling, keep on calling Little road maps on the moon Keep on calling, keep on calling Little road maps on the moon Keep on calling, keep on calling Little road maps on the moon Keep on calling, keep on calling Little road maps on the moon Keep on calling, keep on calling Little road maps on the moon Into the stars, back through the sun Top of the hill where the angels fly Into the sun, back through the stars Top of the hill where the angels fly Keep on drivin', keep on drivin' Little road maps on the moon Keep on drivin', keep on drivin' Little road maps on the moon Keep on drivin', keep on drivin' Little road maps on the moon Keep on drivin', keep on drivin' Little road maps on the moon