To the hills, to the hills, to the hills we go Bring all of your fog and smoke Bring all of the friends you know
To the fall, to the fall, to the fall we blow Goodbye kisses, bid winter hello Feel the pine needles give way below Winter, sweet winter hello Steal my sun, I'll be your only one
In the times, in the times, in the times we know Life takes money and money makes woes Like your lovely heart lets it grow
Keep an eye on the silent sky See the splendor in a short ride In the times we know, in the times we know
To the hills, to the hills, to the hills we go Bring all of your fog and smoke Bring all of the friends you know More from Gregory and the Hawk