Long Road Out Of Eden – Eagles – letras

Moon shining down through the palmsshadows moving on the sandsomebody whispering the twenty-third psalmdusty rifle in his trembling handssomebody trying just to stay alivehe got promises to keepover the ocean in americafar away and fast asleepsilent stars blinking in the blackness of an endless skycold silver satellites, ghostly caravans passing bygalaxies unfolding, new worlds being bornpilgrims and prodigals creeping toward the dawnbut it’s a long road out of edenmusic blasting from an suvon a bright and sunny dayrolling down the interstatein the good ol’ usahaving lunch at the petroleum clubsmokin’ fine cigars and swappin’ liveshe said: \ »gimme ‘nother slice o’ that barbecued brisket!\ »\ »gimme ‘nother piece o’ that pecan pie!\ »freeways flickering, cell phones chiming a tunewe’re riding to utopia, road map says we’ll be arriving sooncaptains of the old order clinging to the reinsassuring us these aches inside are only growing painsbut it’s a long road out of edenback home i was so certainthe path was very clearbut now i have to wonder: “what are we doing here?”I’m not counting on tomorrowand i can’t tell wrong from rightbut i’d give anything to be there in your arms tonightweaving down the american highwaythrough the litter and the wreckage and the cultural junkbloated with entitlement, loaded on propagandaand now we’re driving dazed and drunkbeen down the road to damascus,the road to mandalaymet the ghost of caesar on the appian wayhe said, \ »it’s hard to stop this bingeing, once you get a taste.\ »\ »but the road to empire is a bloody stupid waste.\ »behold the bitten apple – the power of the toolsbut all the knowledge in the world is of no use to foolsand it’s a long road out of eden….