Far Away the Hills Are Green

We were on the sofa, fallin' asleep
As the rain battered down
On the conservatory glass
Nothin' else sounds like that
It was so loud
Couldn’t hear the TV
Our uniforms lyin' soggy on the floor
Chloe don’t close your eyes
Never get this place organized
I wished we were like Californians
As cool as the car in the mornin'
Wanted everything they had
Swimming pool, the sun and sand
Coffee in the kitchen
Now they come in their droves
Distant cousins I suppose
To see our ancient things
Magic stones, that kinda thing
Tryna fill some emptiness I guess
Tryna fill that emptiness I guess
Just like the rest of us
Just like the rest of us
Far away, far away, far away
The hills are green
Far away, far away, far away
The hills are green
Far away, far away, far away
The hills are green
Far away, far away, far away
The hills are green
Far away, far away, far away
The hills are green
Far away, far away, far away
The hills are green