Over the hill and far away
Is where the make believe must play
The dreamers, inventors
The wishers and tempters.
How high such a hill
Should rise from the ground
And oh what a cackle
Has come from its crowd.
What glee and temptation
And lacking contemplation
Has thrown out such an awful menace
And now we, the outsiders do the penance.
Out of sight and out of mind
Has a one sided hangover I find.
Feb 22, 2017
Feb 22, 2017 at 8:21 PM UTC
Over the hill and far away
Is where the make believe must play
The dreamers, inventors
The wishers and tempters.
How high such a hill
Should rise from the ground
And oh what a cackle
Has come from its crowd.
What glee and temptation
And lacking contemplation
Has thrown out such an awful menace
And now we, the outsiders do the penance.
Out of sight and out of mind
Has a one sided hangover I find.