High Ground Life
Jack and Jill went up the
hill
To get away from it all
Wanted to share some private time
And have themselves a ball
When they made it to the top
They held each other tight
All their troubles now behind
The world below nowhere in
sight
Tis said you can’t escape
your problems
Running away a cowardly thing
to do
But sometimes distance is the
only way
To survive until the storm
blows through
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