[Verse 1]
This is the voice of someone calling from a lonely hill
To the hard of hearing, or those who never will
A long-legged someone is seen walking away from home
Like a vacant dreamer walking alone, alone
[Chorus]
Days that turn and turn
Which is what which we learn
As average believers
In the book of Badgeman Brown
[Verse 2]
They're dropping like flies in a suburban house
From a lack of anything, anything to keep them penned-in
And the town keeps screaming from a lonely hill
Another lack of people, those who never will
[Chorus]
Days that turn and turn
Which is what which we learn
As average believers
In the book of Badgeman Brown
[Verse 3]
This is the voice of someone calling from a lonely hill
To the hard of hearing, or those who never will
This is the voice of someone calling from a lonely hill
To the hard of hearing, or those who never will
A long-legged someone is seen walking away from home
Like a vacant dreamer walking alone, alone
[Chorus]
Days that turn and turn
Which is what which we learn
As average believers
In the book of Badgeman Brown
[Verse 2]
They're dropping like flies in a suburban house
From a lack of anything, anything to keep them penned-in
And the town keeps screaming from a lonely hill
Another lack of people, those who never will
[Chorus]
Days that turn and turn
Which is what which we learn
As average believers
In the book of Badgeman Brown
[Verse 3]
This is the voice of someone calling from a lonely hill
To the hard of hearing, or those who never will
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