Из альбома: The Good Son

Written by Neil Young

There is a town in north Ontario
And I take comfort from memories there
And in my mind I still need a place to go
All my best changes were there


Blue, blue windows behind the stars
Yellow moon on the rise
Big birds flying across the sky
Throwing shadows on our eyes
Leave us helpless, helpless, helpless, helpless
Baby, heal me now


The chains are locked and tied across the door
They seem to help me somehow

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