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Secret Garden

Genres: Folk

Scene: A Train Platform In Yorkshire/the House Upon The Hill Lyrics - Secret Garden

House Upon the Hill 

DREAMERS: 

High on a hill sits a big old house 

With something wrong inside it. 

Spirits haunt the halls 

And make no effort now to hide it. 

 

What will put their souls to rest 

And stop their ceaseless sighing? 

Why do they call out children's names 

And speak of one who's crying? 

 

MRS. MEDLOCK: 

Well, you're right not to care 

your uncle certainly isn't going 

to trouble himself about you. 

 

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DREAMERS: 

And the master hears the whispers 

On the stairways dark and still, 

And the spirits speak of secrets 

In the house upon the hill. 

 

MRS. MEDLOCK: 

He's a hunchback, you see. 

And a sour young man he was, 

and got no good of all his mobney 

and a big place till he were married. 

 

MARY: 

To my Aunt Lily? 

 

MRS. MEDLOCK: 

She were a sweet, pretty thing and he'd 

have walked the world over to get her 

a blade of grass that she wanted. When 

she died, it made him worse than ever. 

 

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DREAMERS: 

High on a hill sits a big old house 

ith something wrong inside it. 

Someone died, and someone's left 

Alone and can't abide it. 

 

There in the house is a lonely man 

Still haunted by her beauty, 

Asking what a life can be 

Where naught remains but duty. 

 

MARY: 

Is it always so ugly here? 

 

MRS. MEDLOCK: 

It's the moor. Miles and miles 

of wild land that nothing grows 

on but heather and gorse and broom, 

and nothing lives on but wild 

ponies and sheep. 

MARY: 

What is that awful howling sound? 

 

MRS. MEDLOCK: 

That's the wind blowing through the bushes 

they call it wuthering that sound 

but look there that tiny light 

far across there 

that'll be the gate it will. 

 

DREAMERS: 

And the master hears the whispers 

On the stairways dark and still, 

And the spirits speak of secrets 

In the house upon the hill. 

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