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• Artiste: David Crosby
• Titre: Thousand Roads
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(David Crosby) Well, I used to walk around with my eyes on fire [Instrumental (Electric Guitar)] Well I used to walk around with my eyes on fire My nerves real close to my skin Had a fist full of questions a brand on my cheek And we would skate where the ice got thin And the smoke blowin' down from a cabin on a hilltop Smoke blowin' down in the street Some kind of sweet smellin' mystical backdrop To the story unfolding at my feet There's an edge to the twist of an acrobat in the air There's an edge to the twist of a knife There's a hard heart of darkness hovering there Just around the corner from life And I have no answers I got no patented path to set you free Besides I wouldn't know where you wanted to go And it's probably not the same place as me [Instrumental (Electric Guitar)] Now there's a thousand roads up this mountain You can get lost in a minute if you try And it's probably enough that I was laughing today And lookin' this close in your eye I said there was a thousand roads up this mountain You can get lost if you try It's probably enough that I was laughing today, yeah Looking this close in your eye, in your eye In your eye [Instrumental Ending (Acoustic Guitar and Electric Guitar)]