Dib Dooley - The Hills (That Call Our Name)

Now here we walk out over land
From the meadows to the sand
The rivers gliding down these plains
Make our marks out on this ground
Now here comes the booming sounds
Thunderstorms, they downpour all the rain
Wash away the fears and clean up all my dry tears
I've come out here to make sure I am sane
Now that power I once held
Is back, the bane expelled
And I can hear the hills call out my name
The hills that call our name

Everything has reached its death
And I am out of breath
The coldness and the dark of winter's weeks
My mind still has its doubts
What's it going on about
The voices in my head will always scream
To those who think they'll last
Through the snow well I must ask
I'd like that knowledge off your tongue and teeth
I was younger than before
Now more thoughts I need in store
The puzzle I was given must complete
See no meadow, see no sand
Through the snow we need a plan
May the mystery hide my face
Because to others, I'm disgraced

Now here we walk out over land
From the meadows to the sand
The rivers gliding down these plains
Make our marks out on this ground
Now here comes the booming sound
Thunderstorms, they downpour all the rain
Wash away the fears and clean up all my dry tears
I've come out here to make sure I am sane
Now the power I once held
Is back, the bane expelled
And I can hear the hills call out my name
The hills that call our name

With the rise of those who could make it out through
That silence of the winters, they scatter a new summer
And now we're out to, to see the perfect bloom
Not just of all the flowers, but also all our power
The sun is burning like the earth's strong core
It gives us longer hours to release old thoughts, so dour
And like earth, time to renew our own selves too
They say it may be outlawed but even those have their flaws
Closely watch your trace
Said the man who hides the face
You're my treble, I'm your bass
Pull me into your embrace

Now here we walk out over land
From the meadows to the sand
The rivers gliding down these plains
Make our marks out on this ground
Now here comes the booming sound
Thunderstorms, they downpour all the rain
Wash away the fears and clean up all my dry tears
I've come out here to make sure I am sane
Now that power I once held
Is back, the bane expelled
And I can hear the hills call out my name
Now here we walk out over land
From the meadows to the sand
The rivers gliding down these plains
Make our marks out on this ground
Now here comes the booming sounds
Thunderstorms, they downpour all the rain
Wash away the fears and clean up all my dry tears
I've come out here to make sure I am sane
Now that power I once held
Is back, the bane expelled
And I can hear the hills call out my name
And I can hear the hills call out my name
And I can hear the hills call out my name
The hills that call our name

Written by:
Brooklynn Dooley

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