AT THE TOP OF THE HILL (Lyric Video) / Lounge Chairs

AT THE TOP OF THE HILL - Lounge Chairs A chill R&B / city pop lyric video. -- Lyrics -- The crosswalk fades Behind my feet The afternoon Hums with heat The traffic light Turns green again But nobody moves Except the wind The road climbs up Into the blue Like it remembers Something new Telephone wires Draw crooked lines Across a sky Too big for time At the top of the hill At the top of the hill Everything feels A little closer still The clouds are stacked Like paper towns Floating slowly Above the ground A baseball glove A bicycle bell A distant voice I know too well The houses sleep In summer light Their windows bright And open wide Somewhere a radio Starts to play A song that drifts And slips away At the top of the hill The world stands still The years aren't gone They're hiding here In the power lines And empty streets In every shadow Beneath my feet One day I'll leave This road behind The painted signs The telephone lines But every time I close my eyes I'll find this hill Against the sky At the top of the hill At the top of the hill The clouds keep rolling And I always will Remember how it felt To be young and still At the top of the hill This video uses AI-generated music (Suno) and AI-generated artwork. AI-altered content.