Lyrics & translations of Midlake

I'm not fooling anyone but me I don't love anyone but me Though many obey only I will go no further, oh I'll leave While it all comes closing in slowly My mind fears what's to come or be For

I'm tired of being here On this hill No-one lives to be three hundered years Like the way it used to be I think they were giants I think they were giants On this hill, nothing grows except g

I untied all the rope lines I gathered our things And placed them beside me You never arrived And I got worried You never arrived And I was troubled But you were bound to leave And so I crumbl