The Hills Ewy

I wanna create something beautiful
I wanna see the light
I wanna make a difference
I wanna be alright

Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh

Lets go up into the hills
In the dead of night
Lets mould artificial designs
Would it be a crime

Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh

I could try so hard
And get nothing back
I can feel the silver
Trickling down my back
The splinters in your knees
The flame from your tongue
Try so hard but still you gotta run