The Eagle

I was born here

But I don't belong here

Feels like I'm in the right place but the wrong year

When your hometown

Don't feel like home now

You sit and watch the world roll by just feelin' low down

Does an eagle feel when he's flyin'?

That his way of livin' is dyin'

Does he wish that western wind would blow him far away?

If it could, would it matter anyway

I had the answers

When I was younger

And even when I didn't, I could get by on the hunger

Time is a river

I've always been a swimmer

But sometimes nowadays I can feel it pullin' me under

Does an eagle feel when he's flyin'?

That his way of livin' is dyin'

Does he wish that western wind would blow him far away?

And if it could, would it matter anyway

I've been drivin'

Straight at the horizon

All through the long dark night but the sun is risin'

I think I've got a wingman

Saw the shadow of a wingspan

I can't see where this road's gonna lead but I'm hopin' maybe he can

Does an eagle feel when he's flyin'?

That his way of livin' is dyin'

Does he wish that western wind would blow him far away?

If it could, would it matter anyway