On a hill
Cool and still
Black into black
Behind the veil of our senses
We fall, we fold in to
The blue and black
Without our parachutes
On our backs
On a plane
Feel the rain
Black in to black
Out of my head
In to the black noise
We fell, we fell without
Without parachutes on our backs
We flew, we flew, we flew, we flew
Out of the flames, we fell without
Parachutes
Out of your flames
We fell without parachutes
On a Hill was written by Anil Sebastian.
On a Hill was produced by Ingmar Kamalagharan & Anil Sebastian.