"Too Many Hands"
She's one of a kind
Sometimes hard to find
Like a rainbow
Well, she's lost all her glory
And could tell you some stories
That we all should know
And there's too many hands
Being laid on her
Too many eyes will never see
That it's dragging her down
But you won't hear a sound as
She turns 'round
Her beauty all aflight
It always seems to turn the tide
At midnight
And for her there is no rest
We are doing what is best
For our future
One of these days she may not
Be so good to you
One of these days she might
Shake you to the ground
But her fire is still Burning
And her heart is still yearning
To be found
This song may be 30 plus years old, but I rather feel like it was written for me just recently....sad, but true.
Side note: I miss the old Eagles....back when Randy and Bernie were still band members, and the egos hadn't taken over.
1 comment:
Hey girlie, that made me want to cry. very deep...very poetic....
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