: Well, I've been out walking I dont do that much talking these days These days These days I seem to think a lot About the things that I forgot to do
Looking out at the road rushing under my wheels Looking back at the years gone by like so many summer fields In sixty-five I was seventeen and running
I am a child in these hills I am away, I am alone I am a child in these hills And looking for water and looking for life Who will show me the river and
Just like a leaf that's just been rained on Something of a cloud above, a soon-awaking sun And I see the day has just begun Feeling windblown, reeling
I'm a moody and swirling pool, lost in some dark wood Angry at a million things and more I can do no good Ah, but sometimes Sometimes, I'm a growing
I want to live in the world Not inside my head I want to live in the world I want to stand and be counted With the hopeful and the willing With the open
The days of spring have just begun And melted snow begins to run Aspen is a fine place where many people go And so you're bound for colorado Don't send
How long did you blind me baby how long? How long did you blind me baby how long? With your little girl laugh and your siren song Was I right about you
Long before you ever saw your chances You were going to burn this city down Tired of the fashions and the dances Tired of the people standing around
Daughter of a woman who comes and goes, Candy Daugher of a man she barely knows, Candy All grown up about the things, people know to do, How to take
All good things got to come to an end The thrills have to fade before they come 'round again The bills will be paid and the pleasure will mend All good
Down on the boulevard they take it hard They look at life with such disregard They say it can't be won The way the game is run But if you choose to stay
Once I was on my own and falling Once I was all alone and calling For someone, anyone today To help me just a little on my way And then I took a look
You take Sally and I'll take Sue Their ain't no difference between the two Cocaine, running all 'round my brain Headin' down Scott, turnin' up main Looking
Lying next to you in the dark Listening to your pounding heart The sheets are tangled around your waist I watch the dream moving on your face I feel you
In a weapons producing nation under Jesus In the fabled crucible of the free world Camera crews search for clues amid the detritus And entertainment shapes
(from the soundtrack to no nukes; peformed live by jackson browne with graham nash & david lindley) The sheep's in the meadow The cow's in the corn Now
Cut it away, somebody cut away this desperate heart Cut it away and help me find my way back to the start Yeah, before I knew what I was looking for Yeah
