The house on the hill

A house stood where the road ends,

A house stood where the road ends,

Upon a high and rocky hill.

“I can see

A house stood where the road ends,

Upon a high and rocky hill.

“I can see

So far from here,”

it said,

A house stood where the road ends,

Upon a high and rocky hill.

“I can see

So far from here,”

it said,

“There is nothing that can hide from me.”

Behind the next hill, there were some new houses,

Behind the next hill, there were some new houses,

That had been built out of view.

Behind the next hill, there were some new houses,

That had been built out of view.

They heard the house on the hill, so they shouted,

Behind the next hill, there were some new houses,

That had been built out of view.

They heard the house on the hill, so they shouted,

“We are hidden from you.”

The house on the hill was surprised.

The house on the hill was surprised.

It said, “My hill is very high.

The house on the hill was surprised.

It said, “My hill is very high.

I can hear you, yet I cannot see you.

The house on the hill was surprised.

It said, “My hill is very high.

I can hear you, yet I cannot see you.

I really do wonder why.”

The road then said to the house on the hill,

The road then said to the house on the hill,

“It has nothing to do with your height.

The road then said to the house on the hill,

“It has nothing to do with your height.

Those houses are behind some rocks and trees.

The road then said to the house on the hill,

“It has nothing to do with your height.

Those houses are behind some rocks and trees.

They are hidden from your sight.”

“But why is it,”

asked the house on the hill,

“But why is it,”

asked the house on the hill,

I can’t see them, but I can hear them fine.”

“But why is it,”

asked the house on the hill,

I can’t see them, but I can hear them fine.”

“I can explain that,”

said the Sun.

“But why is it,”

asked the house on the hill,

I can’t see them, but I can hear them fine.”

“I can explain that,”

said the Sun.

My light travels in a straight line.”

“Yes,” said the road,

“By receiving light

“Yes,” said the road,

“By receiving light

Traveling straight is how everything sees.

“Yes,” said the road,

“By receiving light

Traveling straight is how everything sees.

The light from those houses can’t get to your eyes.

“Yes,” said the road,

“By receiving light

Traveling straight is how everything sees.

The light from those houses can’t get to your eyes.

Sound can go around the rocks and trees.”