Hills and Hollows

We called them the Hills and Hollows
But they were mountain ranges to us
When you come from a land as flat as the fens
A hill's anything above sea level

Kerb Vertigo
Hill starts on a bridge
Waiting for trains at Tallington
A footpath by a ditch

Some yearn for cliffs and valleys
Or landmarks miles high
But I love a land where the spirit's level
And the skyline's full of sky

On the road from Deeping to Glinton
The steeples and trees and the dykes
Pass by along the horizon
In an orderly beautiful line

On the train into Peterborough
My heart soars at Stevenage
As the land lies low in my soul I know
It doesn't get bigger than this

Some yearn for cliffs and valleys
Or landmarks miles high
But I love a land where the spirit's level
And the skyline's full of sky