Pieta Brown

Lyrics

GRASS UPON THE HILLS

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

Factories rising
Forgot about the love
Future shock can’t hold
A candle to the dove
And there’s grass upon the hills
There’s grass upon the hills