On the hills
on the hills of regrets on the hills of reject on the hills of neglect on the hills of reflects on the hills of sin you had better climbed down there's no glory in the end so do rush down quickly on the hills of worries take your head up a bit the sky's Beautiful the birds still sing and merry they look amazing it means God's still living on the hills of reflect at what point are ye joyful what part hurt you most at what point are ye depressed and your heart gripped with fear Reflects are necessary but do not tarry in regret on the hills of lust maybe you saw a picture it caught your fancy it is just for a moment see him instead he's more than just a moment on the hills of reject rush down quickly there's an arm waiting to receive you he's been there but you just couldn't see him so he let everyone walk away so you could focus and see.
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