Band on the Hill

We left the city in a broken van
Nature is our final plan
Up the road where the wild winds blow
Where nobody cares and nobody knows

We build a fire from fallen wood
Cheap red wine never tasted so good
Smoke and strings in the midnight air
Every chord feels like a prayer

We are the band from the hill
Up there we’re playing still
On the hill we’re searching for inspiration
Then we’ll play for every nation

We steal the silence from the trees
Whispers riding on the breeze
River rhythms in our veins
Mountain echoes in refrains

We take the sunset’s burning gold
Turn it into chords untold
Every shadow, every spark
Becomes a melody in the dark

We are the band from the hill
Up there we’re playing still
On the hill we’re searching for inspiration
Then we’ll play for every nation

We breathe the mystic of the night
Stars are tuning us just right
Moonlight dancing on the strings
Forest choir begins to sing

From the earth into our sound
Sacred vibes from sacred ground
Beauty wild and running free
Lives inside our harmony

We are the band from the hill
Up there we’re playing still
On the hill we’re searching for inspiration
Then we’ll play for every nation