[Lyric] To Bid the Dog Goodbye (Raoul Vignal)

On this side of the blue hill
There’s a house built from dreams
Layered by hands of stone

And the seeds that grow there
Flourish like laughter
And the souls it sheds
Thrive in time

To bid a place goodbye
To wave back at a smile

On through the gates
On to the roads
That serpent through the hills

Perched on top of the highest roof
Dances he who plays
Melodies on a silver flute
Little man metal made
When the barking stops
It is time to leave

To bid the dog goodbye
To cast a shadow high

On through the gates
On to the roads
That serpent through the hills