Δεν είναι εκπληκτικό πώς ένα τραγούδι μπορεί να αγγίξει τόσους πολλούς ανθρώπους με τόσους διαφορετικούς τρόπους;
Κυκλοφόρησε τον Μάρτιο του 1977
Climbing up on Solsbury Hill
He was something to observe
Came in close, I heard a voice Standing, stretching every nerve I had to listen, had no choiceI did not believe the information
Just had to trust imagination My heart going "Boom-boom-boom" "Son", he said "Grab your things, I've come 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 shutSo I went from day to day
Though my life was in a rut 'Til I thought of what I'd say Which connection I should cutI 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, I've come to take you home" Hey, back homeWhen illusion spin her net
I'm never where I wanna be And liberty, she pirouette When I think that I am freeWatched by empty silhouettes
Who close their eyes but still can see No one taught them etiquette I will show another meToday 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, they've come to take me home"