Letra Up On The Hillside de Bruce Cockburn original

Up on the hillside you can see the cross shine Out in the alley hear the hungry dog whine You and I, friend, sit waiting for a sign See how the sunset makes the lake look like wine
Over the mountain I can hear myself called I want to come running but my window's too small The cliffs are so high and I might fall What were you saying? -- oh, it's nothing at all
Yes, the world's in convulsions and the weather is fine Buicks get bigger and five cents costs a dime I must get going, you know, there's not much time The road is waiting and I'm running out of rhyme Up on the hillside, see how the cross does shine