LYRIC

FRIENDS ON A HILL- 8th Day- Composed By Shmuli Marcus- Brooklyn

Thank you for coming.
Thank you for coming.
Thank you for visiting,
for visiting the hill.

Thank you for coming.
Thank you for coming.
Thank you for visiting.
for visiting the prisoner of the world.

Can’t stop the ocean roaring bringing back up all those tears.
Can’t stop the eagles soaring right up now through the air.
Can’t stop the fool from fooling wasting wasting all those years.
Can’t stop the smile from growing chasing away all those fears.

Can’t stop the ocean roaring bringing back up all those tears.
Can’t stop the eagles soaring flying up now through the air.

And if it’s all the same would you still remain unchanged
And if it’s heavens game I think you might feel ashamed
And do your fortunes fame there ain’t nobody to blame.
And if it’s you out there just remember they don’t care.

Thank you for coming.
Thank you for coming.
Thank you for visiting your friends up on the hill.

Thank you for coming.
Thank you for coming.
Thank you for visiting the prisoners of the world.

Thank you for coming.
Thank you for coming.
Thank you for visiting the prisoner
the prisoners of the world.

Can’t stop the ocean roaring bringing back up all those tears
Can’t stop the eagles soaring flying up now through the air.
And if it’s all the same would you still remain unchanged.
And if it’s heavens game I think you might feel ashamed.
And through your fortunes fame, there ain’t nobody to blame
And if it’s you out there, just remember they don’t care.

Thank you for coming.
Thank you for coming.
Thank you for visiting your friends up on the hill.

Thank you for coming.
Thank you for coming.
Thank you for visiting the prisoner
the prisoners of the world.

Can’t stop the ocean roaring
Can’t stop the eagles soaring
Thank you for visiting the prisoners of the world.

And through your fortunes fame there ain’t nobody to blame.
And if it’s you out there just remember they don’t care.

They don’t care.