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The Big Hill

from Suburban Child by John Greska

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I've got a lot of plans for the future
For now I'm small and you're all so big
Dad says it's snowing you know what that means
Let's go sledding down at the hill

Minutes go by and the minutes they fly
And we have no time to waste
In the haste of
What makes us young

Sun could set so we gotta go get
And slide down the snowy hillside
Cause the day
Has only begun

Me and my dad
And the very big hill
And the very big field of green
And the beat
And the very big kids
Much bigger than me
Sliding down the very big steep
And the deep blue
Sled with me
And the rush of the wind
As he runs after me
In my very big jacket
That suffocates me
But it's better than freezing

Here with my dad at the very big hill


I've got a lot of plans for the future
For now I'm growing and doing fine
Mom says to hurry and do your homework
We've got soccer practice at 5
(4,3,2)

Months go by and the months they fly
And we've got no time to waste
In the haste of
What gives us life

Bones will break and muscles will ache
And seasons come and go
So we better kick it good
While it's time

Me and my mom
And the sorta big hill
And the sorta big field of green
And the beat
And the sorta big kids
Sorta bigger than me
And they're tryna take the ball from me
And the mud keeps
Crawling up me
(Crawling up me)
And the sting of the wind
As she watches me fall
And my sorta big head
Would rather stay down
But I get up just fine cause I'm

Here with my mom at the sorta big hill


I've got a lot of plans for the future
(Years go by and the years go by and the years go by and the years)

For now I'm small and you're all so big
(Years go by and the years go by and the years go by and the years)


Me and my parents
And the not big hill
(Not big hill)
And the not big field of green
And the beat
And the not big kids
Much smaller than me
And I'm not sure whether they see
That they measure in
Not big minutes
(Time goes by, time goes by)
As they write their plans
On their not big hands
(Got no time to waste)
As they walk through the park
And I think for a minute of a month of a year

I would ditch my plans for it all
At the very big hill

At the very big hill

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from Suburban Child, released August 23, 2021

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