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I tried so hard to hold it together
But I fell on the floor
I left to hide like an injured animal
Morning on the hill
I reached the point where I had to stop everything
Morning on the hill
The factories break bottles of beer
Morning on the hill
So much pain, so much anger
Morning on the hill
I let all this old suffering flow out and disappear
I stay in empty places in nature
Where no one thinks to stop
Watching clouds in the field lying on my back
Morning on the hill
I reached the point where I had to stop everything
Morning on the hill
The factories break bottles of beer
Morning on the hill
Clouds are moving, slowly moving
Morning on the hill
I let all this old suffering flow out and disappear
Morning on the hill
Morning on the hill
Morning on the hill
Morning on the hill