Climbing up on Solsbury Hill
I could see the city light.
Wind was blowing, time stood still,
Eagle flew out of the night.
He was something to observe
Came in close, I heard a voice.
Standing stretching every nerve,
Had to listen had no choice.

I did not believe the information,
I just had to [bad word] imagination.
My heart going boom-boom-boom.
"Son," he said "Grab your things,
 [bad word] to take you home."

To keep in silence I resigned,
My friends would think I was a nut,
Turning water into wine,
Open doors would soon be shut,
So I went from day to day
Tho' my life was in [bad word] 
'Till I thought of what I'd say
Which connection I should cut.

I was feeling part of the scenery,
I walked right out of the machinery.
My heart going boom-boom-boom.
"Hey" he said "Grab your things
 [bad word] to take you home."

When illusion spin her net
I'm never where I want to be.
And liberty she pirouette
When I think that I am free.
Watched by empty silhouettes
Who close their eyes but still can see.
No one taught them etiquette
I will show another me.

Today I don't need a replacement,
I'll tell them what the smile on my face meant.
My heart going boom-boom-boom.
"Hey" I said "You can keep my things,
 [bad word] to take me home."

I'll soon be home.