smith hill

elbows on the window sill, my head against the pane, you've seen so many grow and die, but you forgot most of their names, so i fire that arrow into the great big sky, and i hope that it never comes down, unless you're coming with it, it's better with you around, i could drink myself to death tonight, or i could stand and give a toast, to those who made it out alive, it's you i'll miss the most, but tonight i'll see my sweetheart, i've got a fifty dollar bill, but somewhere in her weak heart, she knows i never will, oh love, it's hard to hide it, true love, it's hard to find it, though i was once beside it, i've fallen far behind it, from a tiny room up on smith hill, it's easy to disappear, it's easier to run off hiding, then say "i don't want you here", i can't stand to face the facts, it'd only leave you hurt, i don't care much for what you have to say, but i'd like to know what you heard, oh love, it's hard to hide it, true love, it's hard to fid it, though i once was beside it, i've fallen far behind it, it's a long way free, you can't tread on me, and in the morning when you're crying, you'll see