there are stars in the southern sky
southward as you go
there is moonlight and moss in the trees
down the seven bridges road
now i have loved you like a baby
like some lonesome child
and i have loved you in a tame way
and i have loved you wild
sometimes there's a part of me
has to turn from here and go
running like a child from these warm stars
down the seven bridges road
there are stars in the southern sky
and if ever you decide you should go
there is a taste of time sweetened honey
down the seven bridges road
The Eagles = amazing.
now my wandering soul is home again for a couple days before hitting the road. i don't want the road to be my home forever, but for now, i think it fits.
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