Writings by Thomas Radwick. Mostly poetry and lyrics. t_radwick@yahoo.com

No Hiding Place




I went up to the hills
To hide my lonely face
The hills were quick to tell me
There ain’t no hiding place

There’s no hiding place
There’s no hiding place
There ain’t no escape
There’s no hiding place

I went up to a man
With eyes like glowing stones
And through a slow sad smile
He told me what I know

There’s no hiding place
There’s no hiding place
There ain’t no escape
There’s no hiding place

I went to see the man
With the medicine
And after flying high
I really understand

There’s no hiding place
There’s no hiding place
There ain’t no escape
There’s no hiding place

I asked a lovely lady
“Will you be my wife?”
She said “If I will
It still won’t save your life!”

There’s no hiding place
There’s no hiding place
There ain’t no escape
There’s no hiding place



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