An Eagle In Your Mind
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Lyrics
The holts are nearly always close to the sea In fallen boulders, old ruins, in cliffs ♪ Or at the top of a stack, like this High above the sea A safe place for cubs I wait, tense Then disappointed ♪ She leaves her spraint To notify others have a visit ♪ The holts are evenly spaced About five hundred yards apart ♪ And are for the use of any otter who passes by With or without cubs I love you
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 06:25
- Key
- 6
- Tempo
- 96 BPM