Lyrics:
I am the eagle, I live in high country
In rocky cathedrals that reach to the sky
I am the hawk and there's blood on my feathers
But time is still
I am the eagle, I live in high country
In rocky cathedrals that reach to the sky
I am the hawk and there's blood on my feathers
But time is
I am the eagle, I live in high country
In rocky cathedrals that reach to the sky
I am the hawk and there's blood on my feathers
But time is
I am the eagle, I live in high country
In rocky cathedrals that reach to the sky
I am the hawk and there's blood on my feathers
But time is
I am the eagle, I live in high country
In rocky cathedrals that reach to the sky
I am the hawk and there's blood on my feathers
But time is still
I am the eagle, I live in high country
In rocky cathedrals that reach to the sky
I am the hawk and there's blood on my feathers
But time is
I am searching through the canyon
It is your name that I am calling
Tho you're so far away
I know you hear my plea
Why won't you answer me
This proud wild land where the wind blows free
Has always been a part of me
It's in my blood, I just can't get it out
For a hundred miles a man
lose you in the canyon"
Then you went riding up the coast
Now all these things we leave unspoken
Seem to haunt me like a ghost
[Chorus]
I lost you
Baby, here I am again
Kicking dust in the canyon wind
Waiting for that sun to go down
Made it up Mulholland Drive
Hell bent on getting high
High
Baby, here I am again
Kicking dust in the canyon wind
Waiting for that sun to go down
Made it up Mulholland Drive
Hell bent on getting high
High
come true
I was a varsity tackle and a hell of a block
When I played my guitar, I made the canyons rock
But every Saturday night
I felt the fever
your lives written on your face
Can't fill the canyons of your mind
When fame is in your blood
You follow the science of love
Wave the magic wand
a primitive race
All the lives written on your face
Can't fill the canyons of yor mind
When fame is in your blood
You follow the science of love
Wave
come true
I was a varsity tackle and a hell of a block
When I played my guitar, I made the canyons rock
But every Saturday night
I felt the fever
robots
Pay homage to their countrey idol
Got to pass the time of day
Between the canyon walls of stone and steel
The misers count their gold
And wish
Baby, here I am again
Kicking dust in the Canyon wind
Waiting for that sun to go down
Made it up Mulholland Drive
Hell bent on getting high
High
I am the eagle, I live in high country
In rocky cathedrals that reach to the sky
I am the hawk and there's blood on my feathers
But time is
I am the eagle, I live in high country
In rocky cathedrals that reach to the sky
I am the hawk and there's blood on my feathers
But time is
the boilin' current and our blood was runnin' cold
As we headed down the canyon of Lodore
And the gods were runnin' with us
On the day we ran the rapids
I will take the first flight
Or the last red-eye
I would hitch-hike backroads
Or hike a canyon-side
With blisters on my bare feet
And cuts all
ever heard
I was thinkin' about turquoise, I was thinkin' about gold
I was thinkin' about diamonds and the world's biggest necklace
As we rode
of wildflowers flow free through my blood
Let me sleep in your meadows with the green grassy leaves
Let me walk down the highway with my brother in peace.
Let
ever heard
I was thinkin' about turquoise, I was thinkin' about gold
I was thinkin' about diamonds and the world's biggest necklace
As we rode
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