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Sunset Hill

Everything to decide
It's time I came up with some answers before I can carry on
It's time I made my mind up before we can go along

And I thought it was so simple
And I knew that it could be so fine
I know that the places that everything comes

Rose beds scattered across the lawn
Like the squares at Waterloo
With the bayonets of thorns repelling
Small children in search of lost tennis balls
Seeing everything and giving their all

I used to be scared of heights
I used to get dizzy
I never felt safe with my feet on the ground
They said that up there the air would be clearer
They said more space and more room to breathe