Motives - On a Hilltop, Past a Valley lyrics

On a hilltop past a valley I learned that life would never be the same The phone will ring A daily meal of police reports and tv screens A call to a relative Comb the woods and comb the streets Caught up in something that no one understood Yet everyone had a say You were a father, a brother, and a son These day's we've been feeling uneasy Somber eyes that knew the truth but we kept believing It's ok just come back home Or at least pick up the phone Send us a message Let us know that you're still here While we eagerly wait I just talked to you last week Found you resting The tall gra** by the train tracks In the same clothes that you left in Made yourself a bed out of cold steel and lead The family The songs we sang The honest preacher A collection of noise On a hilltop past a valley I learned that life would never be the same The children will always remember But you can't hold hands with a memory