Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Neil Young
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Neil Young
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Neil Young
Producer
David Briggs
Producer
Tim Mulligan
Producer
Lyrics
[Verse 1]
They were hiding behind hay bales
They were planting in the full moon
They had given all they had for something new
But the light of day was on them
They could see the thrashers coming
And the water shone like diamonds in the dew
[Verse 2]
And I was just getting up, hit the road before it's light
Tryin' to catch an hour on the sun
When I saw those thrashers rollin' by
Looking more than two lanes wide
I was feelin' like my day had just begun
[Verse 3]
Where the eagle glides descending
There's an ancient river bending
Through the timeless gorge of changes
Where sleeplessness awaits
I searched out my companions
Who were lost in crystal canyons
When the aimless blade of science
Slashed the pearly gates
[Verse 4]
It was then that I knew I'd had enough
Burned my credit card for fuel
Headed out to where the pavement turns to sand
With a one-way ticket to the land of truth
And my suitcase in my hand
How I lost my friends, I still don't understand
[Verse 5]
They had the best selection
They were poisoned with protection
There was nothing that they needed
Nothing left to find
They were lost in rock formations
Or became park bench mutations
On the sidewalks and in the stations
They were waiting, waiting
[Verse 6]
So I got bored and left them there
They were just dead weight to me
Better down the road without that load
Brings back the time when I was eight or nine
I was watchin' my mama's T.V.
It was that great Grand Canyon rescue episode
[Verse 7]
Where the vulture glides descending
On an asphalt highway bending
Through libraries and museums, galaxies and stars
Down the windy halls of friendship
To the rose clipped by the bullwhip
The motel of lost companions
Waits with heated pool and bar
[Verse 8]
But me, I'm not stopping there
Got my own row left to hoe
Just another line in the field of time
When the thrasher comes, I'll be stuck in the sun
Like the dinosaurs in shrines
But I'll know the time has come
To give what's mine
Written by: Neil Young