Over The Hill

Static on the wire

Cold glass under feet

We outline the fire

On this quiet street

Every step is higher (higher)

Climbing up the ledge

Let it break, let it spill

Over the edge of the hill (ooh)

Dust upon the frame

Shadows stretch and fade

No one speaks the name

Of the choice we made

Inch by inch we're higher (higher)

Breathing on the edge

Let it break, let it spill

Over the edge of the hill (ahhh)

Cold

glass... Under feet...