Foot Of The Hill

I am the roof above your head
Hanging by a thread
How much longer will I take the strain
I hear the rain coming down again

I am the bones behind the frame
I remember all your names
I miss the children playing in the halls
Echoing voices bouncing off the walls

[Chorus]
There’s a house at the foot of the hill
Standing in silence, standing still
Break the windows and pull the curtains down
Cus they’re coming to raze it to the ground
To the ground
The ground

Made by your own hands
Strung up on the mainland
I’ve got somе secrets scratched against thе grain
A couple of loose screws, guess I’m on my way

[Chorus]
There’s a house at the foot of the hill
Standing in silence, standing still
Break the windows and pull the curtains down
Cus they’re coming to raise it to the ground
To the ground
The ground
The ground
The ground
The ground
The ground