Neil Young
Canadian singer-songwriter who is widely regarded as one of the most influential musicians of his generation.
Where the eagle glides ascending
There's an ancient river bending
Through the timeless gorge of changes
Where sleeplessness awaits.
Please take my advice, please take my advice,
Open up the tired eyes,
Open up the tired eyes.
You take my hand,
I'll take your hand
Together we may get away
This much madness is too much sorrow
It's impossible to make it today.
See the lonely boy, out on the weekend,
Tryin' to make it pay.
Can't relate to joy, he tries to speak and
Can't begin to say.
I've been looking for a woman to save my life
Not to beg or to borrow
A woman with the feeling of losing once or twice.
A dreamer of pictures
I run in the night.
You see us together,
Chasing the moonlight,
My cinnamon girl.
The world is turning,
I hope it don't turn away.
I've been to Hollywood
I've been to Redwood
I crossed the ocean
For a heart of gold.
I've been in my mind,
It's such a fine line
That keeps me searching
For a heart of gold.
And I'm getting old.
In my little box
At the top of the stair
With my Indian rug
And a pipe to share.
My my, hey hey
Rock and roll is here to stay.
It's better to burn out
Than to fade away.
My my, hey hey.
Old man look at my life,
Twenty four
And there's so much more
Live alone in a paradise
That makes me think of two.
Oh, baby, that's hard to change,
I can't tell them how to feel,
Some get stoned, some get strange,
But sooner or later, it all gets real.
Walk on.
Walk on.
It's a cold bowl of chili when love lets you down.
Did you see them in the river?
They were there to wave to you.
Could you tell that the empty quiver,
Brown skinned Indian on the banks
That were crowded and narrow,
Held a broken arrow?