C
They were hiding behind hay bales,
FC
They were planting in the Full Moon,
C/BAm7FG
They had given all they had for something new,
C
But the light of day was on them,
FC
They could see the thrasher coming,
CC/BAm7FG
And the water shone like diamonds in the dew.
FG
And I was just getting up,
CF
To hit the road before its light,
GCCmaj7Cmaj7C
trying to catch an hour on the sun,
FG
When I saw those thrashers rolling by,
CC/BAm7Am/C
Looking more than two lanes wide,
Dm7G
I was feeling like my day had just begun.
[Verse 2]
C
Where the eagles glide descending,
FC
There's an ancient river bending,
CC/BAm7Am7/GFG
Down the timeless gorge of changes where sleeplessness awaits,
C
I searched out my companions,
FC
who were lost in crystal canyons,
CC/BAm7Am7/GFG
When the aimless blade of science slashed the pearly gates,
FGCF
It was then I knew I'd had enough, burned my credit card for fuel,
FGCCmaj7C
Headed out to where the pavement turns to sand,
FGCC/BAm7Am7/G
With a one-way ticket to the land of truth and my suitcase in my hand.
Dm7G
How I lost my friends I still dont understand.
[Verse 3]
C
They had the best selection,
FC
They were poisoned with protection,
CC/BAm7Am7/G
There was nothing that they needed,
FG
nothing left to find.
C
They were lost in rock formations,
FC
Or became park bench mutations,
CC/BAm7Am7/GFG
On the the sidewalks and in the stations, they were waiting, waiting.
FG
So I got bored and left them there,
CF
They were just dead weight to me,
FGCCmaj7Cmaj7C
Better down the road without that load,
FG
Bring's back the time I was eight or nine,
CAm7Am7/G
I was watching my Mama's TV,
Dm7G
It was that great Grand Canyon rescue episode.
C
With the vulture glides descending,
FC
On an asphalt highway bending,
CC/BAm7Am7/GFG
Through libraries and museums, galaxies and stars.
[Verse 4]
C
Down the windy halls of friendship,
FC
To the rose clipped by the bullwhip,
CC/BAm7Am7/GFG
The motel of lost companions waits with heated pool and bar.
FG
But me, I'm not stopping there,
CF
Got my own row left to hoe,
FGCCmaj7
Just another line in the field of time.
FG
When the thrashers come I'll be stuck in the sun,
CAm7Am7/G
Like the dinosaurs in shrines,
Dm7G
But I'll know the time has come to give what's mine.