Angry Hill

He reads yesterday's news
 Cause today's just scares him
 Thinks of yesterday's blues
 Cause today's are just far too grim
 And it grows
 On it grows
 And I see him down in the morning
 Lying blind without no warning
 Seen him running through the night
 Through the fall lead his enemies inside
 And it grows
 On it grows
 And I'm learning how to walk
 Learning how to take my time
 Or the angels take him away and
 Lay his body six feet 'neath clay
 And it grows
 On it grows
 And I see him burning to dust
 Seen him falling through the shadows
 Shed a tear and his cheek rusts
 Seen him falling through the shadows
 And it grows
 On it grows
 And I'm learning how to walk,
 Learning how to turn my back,
 Or the angels take him away and,
 Lay his body six feet 'neath clay,
 And it grows
 On it grows
 I'll walk and then I'll walk,
 Lord, I'll walk, I'll walk and then I'll walk
 Lord, I'll walk, Lord, I'll walk
 I'll walk, Lord, I'll walk, Lord, I'll walk
 Lord, I'll walk, Lord, I'll walk
 And I'll walk, Lord, I'll walk, Lord, I'll walk
 And it grows
 On it grows
 He's as angry as the hills
 He's got a mind and eyes and both set to kill, oh
 Maybe that he may learn to walk,
 And maybe that he may learn to take his time,
 Maybe that I may learn to walk,
 Maybe that I may learn to turn my back once more...