Solsbury Hill

. 7/4 time Guitar motif: Beats  1   +   2   +   3   +   4   +   5   +   6   +   7   + ||------------------------------------------------------------|| ||---3-----5-----2-----------3-----2-----0---------------0----|| ||*----2---------2-------------2---------1-------1---2-------*|| ||*------4-------2---------------4-------2-------------------*|| ||---0-------0-------0-------0-------0-------0-------0--------|| ||------------------------------------------------------------|| In addition there is a simple melodic figure played at the start of each bar throughout the verses over top of the chords: Beats  1   +   2   +   3   +   4   +   5   +   6   +   7   + ||------------------------------------------------------------|| ||---2-----------0--------------------------------------------|| ||*----------------------2---2-------------------------------*|| ||*----------------------------------------------------------*|| ||------------------------------------------------------------|| ||------------------------------------------------------------|| Intro:  Guitar motif x6 Verse 1:                                      Climbing up on Solsbury Hill       I could see the city lights           Wind was blowing time stood still         Eagle flew out of the night      He was something to observe      Came in close; I heard a voice         Standing stretching every nerve         I had to listen; had no choice         I did not believe the information   Just had to trust imagination   My heart going boom boom boom   Son he said        grab your things I’ve come to take you home  Guitar motif x2 Verse 2:   To keep in silence I resigned   My friends would think I was a nut   Turning water into wine   Open doors would soon be shut   So I went from day to day   Though my life was in a rut   Till I thought of what I’d say   And which connection I should cut   I was feeling part of the scenery   I walked right out of the machinery   My heart going boom boom boom   Son he said grab your things I’ve come to take you home  Guitar motif x4 Verse 3:   When illusion spin her net   I’m never where I want to be   And liberty she pirouette   When I think that I am free   Watched by empty silhouettes   Who close their eyes but still can see   No one taught them etiquette   So I will show another me   Today I don’t need a replacement   I’ll tell them what the smile on my face meant   My heart going boom boom boom   Hey I said you can keep my things they’ve come to take me home  Guitar motif to fade (x12)