Never saw a meaningful tv advert, I don't think shopping is a metaphor for life
Don't waste my time at the gym in the morning, try to keep trim by living my life
Wanna feel the wind blowing in my hair,
Wanna hear the waves crashing on the beach
I'm not seeking easy answers or inner peace
I'm just looking for some release
I want to help to make the world better but I can't do it all on my own
Try to keep the lid on my disappointment ‘cos cynicism's such a cop out I know
Watch the shadows of clouds moving on the hill
Open my eyes and drink my fill
On those days that I feel dejected
I come up here for a bit of perspective
Gonna follow the path that climbs up through the trees
Walk along the cliff top and gaze out to sea
I feel free when I come up here
And if it's clear some days I see the point
Writer(s): Simon Edwards, Stephen William Bragg, Samuel Martyn Barker, Robert David Edmonds, Benjamin Norman Mandelson, Ian Patrick Mclagan
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