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Video by Ambrose Teniozo
Filmed in Paris in July 2014

Rolling Hills
lyrics and music by W.C. Beck
copyright 2011 mortimerfinchsongs

Lyrics:

When I was young
the Rolling Hills I'm from
like sleeping giants lay
under skies that stretched for days

I grew up quick
and filled my mind with all that fit
'til I felt my skin change
into something strange
and slick

For the summer had turned to fall
and my pond had grown too small
and I knew it was time to heed
the wild river's call

So I swam west
to where the rivers come to rest
at the mouth of a sea
where the sky falls in sheets

I grew up there
though it felt like growing old
for the current's fast and deep
so the water's always cold

And as autumn reached its end
I felt my scales change to fin
and I learned
oh, what it means
to start again

And oh, the days grow long
as I think about how far I've gone
'cause it's a morning sky on fire
or a night alone
when that old song
takes me back home
'cause running around ain't forever
just make sure that you don't
stay too long

Now all that I am
ever was or may become
is a part of those hills
that I swam like hell from

For that's where my dreams
hung upon the moonbeams
and I suppose I'll get there someday
but it's always upstream

And as winter melts away
I see my pond lies just the same
oh but I know
that deep below my skin
something has changed

And oh, the days grow long
as I think about how far I've gone
'cause it's a morning sky on fire
or a night alone
when that old song
takes me back home
'cause running around ain't forever
just make sure that you don't
stay too long