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