The song lyrics were written by the band Van Halen, as they were asked to write a song for the 1979 movie "Over the Edge" starring Matt Dillon. The movie (and the lyrics, although more obliquely) are about bored, rebellious youth with nothing better to do than get into trouble. If you see the movie, these lyrics will make more sense. It's a great movie if you grew up in the 70s/80s you'll definitely remember some of these characters from your own life. Fun fact, after writing the song, Van Halen decided not to let the movie use it.
We've left our homes
For the dusty road
Though it weighed us down
To go
Now, see, burning in the sun
Fire in our bellies
Today ate us up
And never chewed
Though we still rolled along, cause 'a you
The change that we don't see
Is happening to me
Though you are watching
It is cold, it is dark
In the big black heart
Of the wood, of the hill
At our home
We are all, all but left
In a wit un-breath
We are all of the pack
In the fire
It is green, it is damp
By the burning lamp
Of the woods, of the hills
Of our homes
Oh, how I long, for the things I have
For the burden I don't own
Do I know, how to please your head
Pour the contents back, that are spilling from my back
The day is long, and the spark won't call
No saw, in the chest
It is cold, it is dark
In the big black heart
Of the wood, of the hill
At our home
We are all, all but left
In a wit un-breath
We are all of the pack
In the fire
Oh you, the husband of the wife
I know you are watching
Oh you, the husband of the wife
I know you are watching
For the dusty road
Though it weighed us down
To go
Now, see, burning in the sun
Fire in our bellies
Today ate us up
And never chewed
Though we still rolled along, cause 'a you
The change that we don't see
Is happening to me
Though you are watching
It is cold, it is dark
In the big black heart
Of the wood, of the hill
At our home
We are all, all but left
In a wit un-breath
We are all of the pack
In the fire
It is green, it is damp
By the burning lamp
Of the woods, of the hills
Of our homes
Oh, how I long, for the things I have
For the burden I don't own
Do I know, how to please your head
Pour the contents back, that are spilling from my back
The day is long, and the spark won't call
No saw, in the chest
It is cold, it is dark
In the big black heart
Of the wood, of the hill
At our home
We are all, all but left
In a wit un-breath
We are all of the pack
In the fire
Oh you, the husband of the wife
I know you are watching
Oh you, the husband of the wife
I know you are watching
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Lots of incorrect lyrics in this, not to mention its called "Hill of our home". Here's how I hear it..
We've left our homes For the dusty road Though it weighed us down To go
Now, see, we're burning in the sun Fire in our bellies
Today ate us up And never chewed Though we still roll along this hill
The change that we don't see Is happening to me Though you are watching
It is cold, it is dark In the big black heart Of the wood, of the hill Of our home
We are out of our depth And our width and breadth We are out of the pan and the fire
It is green, it is damp By the burning lamp Of the woods, of the hills Of our home
Oh, how I long, for the things I have For the burden I don't own
Do I know, how to please your head Pour the contents back, when you're spilling from my bed
The day is worn, and the spark won't come New sore in my chest
It is cold, it is dark In the big black heart Of the wood, of the hill Of our home
We are out of our depth And our width and breadth We are out of the pan And the fire
Oh, you, the husband of the wife I know you are watching Oh, you, the husband of the wife I know you are watching
i love this song...the sitar solo is wonderful. i'm still iffy on what it all means...maybe young people trying to break away and leave home. Their parents aren't helping them, but just watching them leave and waiting for them to fail.
just a thought...