Track 11 of the album Small Kindnesses · 2020
Freewheeling Down Mill Hill
“Top of Mill Hill with the wind in my sleeves. The most joyful two minutes I've ever recorded.”
folk-pop · bright folk-pop · freewheeling folk · 3:38
Lyrics
Top of the hill, and the wind in my sleeves The road runs away through a cloud of leaves No brakes in my hands, nothing I need Just a bicycle humming and a wheel gone free The hedges are flying, the chimneys are small A farmer's dog barks as I'm going for it all I haven't a reason, I haven't a plan Just a laugh in my chest like a boy again Oh, freewheeling down Mill Hill Nothing to do and no one to thrill The sky is wide and my heart is light And I'm going down fast, and it feels so right Freewheeling, freewheeling, let the road run Joy for no reason, joy for the fun The village is waking, the baker waves A girl on a pony cuts through the haze I ring my bell like a bright little cheer And the whole world answers, loud and clear Oh, freewheeling down Mill Hill Nothing to do and no one to thrill The sky is wide and my heart is light And I'm going down fast, and it feels so right Freewheeling, freewheeling, let the road run Joy for no reason, joy for the fun I was a teacher, I was always calm Now the hill takes the clock out of my palm Let the years roll back like the wheels on the ground Let me whoop like a child, let me make the sound Oh, freewheeling down Mill Hill Nothing to do and no one to thrill The sky is wide and my heart is light And I'm going down fast, and it feels so right Freewheeling, freewheeling, let the road run Joy for no reason, and it's all for fun Down Mill Hill, down Mill Hill Laughing all the way, and laughing still