Hilltop Snapshots [Demo]

Hilltop Snapshots

[I can’t believe I forgot to credit this, but the photograph of my daughter and myself was taken by Rita Ozolins, Kate’s mothe, in the early 90s. And yes, it was in the Lake District. I don’t usually write autobiographical songs, but this is closer than most.]

Hilltop Snapshots

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In this photograph we’re walking / over Devon’s tors
Every vista made us think / we might just manage one hill more
But the sun was sinking fast / And it was time for food and beer
Happily / It was all downhill from there

In another shot I’m walking / With the baby on my back
Though I swore she’d gained an ounce or two / With every yard of Lakeland track
But the view was worth the trek / As she chuckled in my ear
And anyway / It was all downhill from there

Up here on this Cornish hill / I could almost touch the sun
As it rose from the sea / A fresh-rinsed day had just begun
The view was worth the climb / And home was still quite near
And anyway / It was all downhill from here

Here’s another golden sky / The sunset paints behind the hill
Today the path’s too steep to walk / I wonder when I ever will?
With the clarity of hindsight / I can see my last few years
The trouble is / It’s all downhill from here!