From The Hill

Nation Of Language

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In a park alone
So suddenly
You get swept aside
With friends like these
From the hill I see them passing
From the hill I see the rivers freeze

Everyone for themselves
Then it comes apart

And I want the days
When I had no shame
Coming by the house
Calling out my name
You were always walking over
You were always walking over me

Everyone for themselves
Then it comes apart

We're a long way from the easy days
A long way from the easy days
We're a long way from the easy days of old

You were always walking over me

Everyone for themselves
Then it comes apart