Song Lyrics

And when they come
To round us up
To gather us up
Shadow and air
I'll think of you
Standing there
Lovely in the light

And when they come
To bag us up
To make the world
Invisible
Oh, man, it already is
Pretty as a picture

But pretty as a picture is halfway there
A fortress of solitude's no contest
When you stare at oblivion

The game is rigged in every direction
You play to win not a god damn thing
You climb the walls, you're made of string
You climb the walls, you're made of string
You climb the walls, you're made of string

And pretty as a picture means halfway there
Your fortress of solitude's no contest
When you're staring at oblivion

So when they come
To hack us up
Arms, legs, mouth, eyes
Used to be so nice
Used to be such a thrill

Come on, University Hill
Come on, University Hill (it's called love)
Come on, University Hill (it's called love)
Come on, University Hill (it's called love)
Come on, come on, University Hill (it's called love)
Come on, University Hill (it's called love)
Come on, come on, University Hill (it's called love)
Come on, University Hill (it's called love)
Come on, come on, University Hill (it's called love)
Come on

Daniel Bejar

The duration of University Hill is 3:40 minutes and seconds.