Gordon Lightfoot - Seven Island Suite Lyrics
Seven islands to the high side of the bay, cross the bayTo the sunset through the blue light of a fiery autumn hazeWe went walking on the high side of the bay on a chilly mornAnd we saw how leaves had fallen on the beds where trees were bornAny man in his right mind could not fail to be made awareAny woman with a gift of wisdom would not seek her answers thereSeven islands to the high side of the bay if youre looking westTo the sunset you can see it, all in fiery autumn dressAnytime would be the right time to come up to your bed of boughsAnybody with a wish to wander could not fail but to be arousedLiving high in the city, guess you think its a pretty good wayYou get to learn but when you get burned you got nothing to sayYou seem to think because you got chicken to go youre in luckFortune will not find you in your mansion or your truckBrothers will desert you when youre down and shit out of luckLook around at the morning, guess youre doing the best you canSurely you know that when you go nobody gives you a handThink of the air youre breathing in, think of the time you wasteThink of the right and wrong and consider the frown on your faceIts time you tried living on the high side of the bay, you need a restAny woman or a man with a wish to fade away could be so blessedFortune will not find you in your mansion turned to goldBrothers will desert you when your nights turn long and coldIf you feel it you better believe it, youre gonna see it, so you really knowIt is rising like a feather, dipping and dancing from belowTheres a new wave that is breaking in the wake of a passing shipEvery nations gonna be shaken, put it together, dont let it slipIts time you tried living on the high side of the bay, you need a restAny man or a woman with a wish to fade away could be so blessedSeven islands to the high side of the bay, cross the bayTo the sunset through the blue light of a fiery autumn hazeTo the sunset through the blue light of a fiery autumn haze
