The Beach Boys – California Saga - The Beaks Of Eagles (Guitar)

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An eagle's nest on the head of an old redwood on one of the precipice-footed ridges

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Above Ventana Creek, that jagged country which nothing but a fallen meteor will ever plow

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No horseman will ever ride there, no hunter cross this ridge but the winged ones

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No one will steal the eggs from this fortress

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The she-eagle is old, her mate was shot long ago, she is now mated with a son of hers

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When lightning blasted her nest she built it again on the same tree, in the splinters of the thunder bolt

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In a broken shack an old man takes his time about dyin'

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And just at the back a wild flowerbed that he'll lie in

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In dawn's new light a man might venture

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A horse drawn stage from Monterey.

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The she-eagle is older than I: she was here when the fires of eighty-five raged on these ridges

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She was lately fledged and dared not hunt ahead of them, but ate scorched meat

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The world has changed in her time; humanity has multiplied,

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But not here; men's hopes and thoughts and customs have changed, their

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Powers are enlarged, their powers and their follies have become fantastic.

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Spilled down the hill a wagon load of bodies lay scattered

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Shipwrecked at sea, limestone ore is all that mattered

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They took it from the hills right in through the cargo doors

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And how many ships have come and gone at Thurso's landing shore?

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The unstable animal never has been changed so rapidly

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The motor and the plane and the great war have gone over him

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And Lenin has lived and Jehovah died: while the mother-eagle

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Hunts the same hills, crying the same beautiful and lonely cry

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And is never tired: dreams the same dreams,

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And hears at night the rock-slides rattle and thunder in the throats of these living mountains

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It is good for man to try all changes, progress and corruption, powers, peace and anguish,

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Not to go down the dinosaur's way until all his capacities have been explored

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And it is good for him to know that his needs and nature are no more changed

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In fact, in ten thousand years than the beaks of eagles.

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Of the eagle's plight, we know that nature's balance is undone

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And it's the birthright of man to unify and live his life as one

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A whisper of the word will let you soar with your soul