Hideaway Hill - Venice

When I’m old and small

If it matters much at all

I will tell of a place

To anyone who’ll listen

Through the waiting trees

We leave behind our miseries

All our friends are there

And not a thing is missin'

Hideaway on Hideaway Hill

(Always will)

Gonna hideaway

(I hear it still)

On Hideaway Hill

Over waves of grass

Catch the sunset in a glass

It always moves the fastest

Just before the end

In the wading pools

Playing on the ancient tools

It’s a full moon lullaby

When you hear coyotes singin'

Time flows like water there

You know we’ve got the time to spare

The key was made for us to share

And we’ll come back, we’ll always come back…