Buzzards On The Breeze
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Lyrics
Well I've seen leaves of mesquite, Walk upon the creek As moccassins sun their blood on trunks for the night to come... And I've seen buzzards on the breeze, circle above me A certain wound they do wish would break a nearly broken heart... Eyes of glass, A hummingbird flies past Telling me that the way behind is the way ahead Slowly on the way, Nothing seems to change Slowly on the way, Things begin to change On Highway 17...
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Song Details
- Duration
- 05:09
- Key
- 9
- Tempo
- 110 BPM