Something In These Hills by Matthew Mead Lyrics
Something In These Hills
Verse 1
I guess I had gotten used to turning
Just another spoke in the wheel
But just one look
Was all a young man took
To find a stillness...
That was all too hard to feel
PreChorus
Well theres no such thing in this world...
As perfect
But I wish this could be frozen in time
‘Cause theres something in these hills
And I’m certain
Im done searching
I found mine
Verse 2
Familiar tracks along the highway
Purple curtains dance across the sky
And just one breath
Filled a grown man’s chest
With a fullness...
That was all too hard to find
PreChorus
Well theres no such thing in this world..
As perfect
But I wish this could be frozen in time
‘Cause theres something in these hills
And I’m certain
Im done searching
I found mine
Chorus
Im home
Im home
Im home
Home
Home
Verse 3
I like to think the Lord was smiling
As he sculpted rolling hills of pine
‘Cause this holy touch
Made an old man trust
That he knew where he was going...
This whole time
PreChorus
Well theres no such thing in this world..
As perfect
But I wish this could be frozen in time
‘Cause theres something in these hills
And I’m certain
Im done searching
I found mine
Chorus
Im home
Im home
Im home
Home
Home
Yeah I’m home
Yeah I’m home
Verse 1
I guess I had gotten used to turning
Just another spoke in the wheel
But just one look
Was all a young man took
To find a stillness...
That was all too hard to feel
PreChorus
Well theres no such thing in this world...
As perfect
But I wish this could be frozen in time
‘Cause theres something in these hills
And I’m certain
Im done searching
I found mine
Verse 2
Familiar tracks along the highway
Purple curtains dance across the sky
And just one breath
Filled a grown man’s chest
With a fullness...
That was all too hard to find
PreChorus
Well theres no such thing in this world..
As perfect
But I wish this could be frozen in time
‘Cause theres something in these hills
And I’m certain
Im done searching
I found mine
Chorus
Im home
Im home
Im home
Home
Home
Verse 3
I like to think the Lord was smiling
As he sculpted rolling hills of pine
‘Cause this holy touch
Made an old man trust
That he knew where he was going...
This whole time
PreChorus
Well theres no such thing in this world..
As perfect
But I wish this could be frozen in time
‘Cause theres something in these hills
And I’m certain
Im done searching
I found mine
Chorus
Im home
Im home
Im home
Home
Home
Yeah I’m home
Yeah I’m home