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No More Walks in the Wood - The Eagles

 

Original Album: Long Road Out of Eden (2007)

 

No more walks in the wood

The trees have all been cut down

And where once they stood

Not even a wagon rut

Appears along the path

Low brush is taking over

 

No more walks in the wood

This is the aftermath

Of afternoons in the cloverfields

Where we once made love

Then wandered home together

Where the trees arched above...

Where we made our own weather

When branches were the sky...

Now they are gone for good

And you, for ill, and I

Am only a passerby

 

We and the trees and the way

Back from the fields of play

Lasted as long as we could;

No more walks in the wood...

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