You've got your favourite programmes

The bird, the dog, two cats

One of your babies will always

Ring on the weekend for a chat 



A beautiful garden

Too easily getting out of hand

How can you concentrate at all? 



On the high ground

You're there on your own

From the high ground 



And from down here we can feel it

You can move the mountain with your pain

They all want to be near you

And then too soon drive home again

'Cause grief is like that

And you're like a captain on her ship -

In the end you stand alone 



On the high ground

You're there on your own

From the high ground

You see the mourners have gone home

On the high ground

You're there on your own 



The city is spreading

Soon only numbers will be pure

And you are retreating 



And now I walk between tables

Hide in the bathroom for some peace

They want to know what has happened

We can't tell the truth it must be lived

Over and over

'Til it floats up into the sky

To your beautiful baby 



On the high ground

You're there on your own

From the high ground

You see the mourners have gone home

On the high ground

You're there on your own 



Days of our Lives and Dr Katz

You've got a few friends left

But she's never coming back

She was the one with the questions

And the big blue eyes

On that high ground