(Colin Hay)
I’m standing on the hill of grace
Everything is in its place now
I can see back a thousand years
The river runs all my rusty tears away
The yellow fields are flowing free
So was the start of you and me then
Here lies the ruins of what has been
Now we’re standing in between
What has come and what is still to be
Sometimes nobody’s wrong and there’s nothing to see
I’ve been standing too long in my shadow
Incommunicado
It’s hard to grasp a sense of time
I’m in a vaguest state of mind now
Every day is a golden dream
Love is here and has always been
With my trusty sword I keep the bogeyman away
Still the sun beats down harder and no one is free
I’ve been standing too long in my shadow
Incommunicado
