Grass Upon the Hills Songtext
von Pieta Brown

Heroes fading in a lost nation
With no priorities
I′m looking for a sacred station
Wont you help me please?

It's a maze... an electronic shuffle
Underneath the waves
Hear the message in the plaintive muffle
A buzz that numbs the brain

Factories rising
Forgot about the love
Future shock
Can′t hold a candle to the dove
A candle to the dove


Heroes consumed & then forgotten
Is there even a reflection?
I'm looking for a simple sign
& I'm so sick of rejection

Factories rising
Forgot about the love
Future shock
Can′t hold a candle to the dove
A candle to the dove

There′s a land
I can hear it speaking
There are roots
& Their descendants speaking
Visions burdened & unfulfilled
Of sacred circles turning still
Among dead-end roads
& Grass upon the hills
I love you still
Yes I love you still