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Richard Shindell
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The Deer on the Parkway
Late in the evening they emerge from the trees In kinships and cells of sixes and threes Following, true to the call they obey Their eyes on the prize, each blade of the way
Ages long ago they roamed the King's wood And though he would hunt them they considered him good The odd royal arrow a small price to pay For keeping the poachers and their freedom at bay
The deer on the Parkway graze right to the edge I come round the bend, they're lifting their heads My headlights their eyes, what will they decide Will the deer on the Parkway let me pass by?
Freedom is narrow and its grasses grow thin 更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 By the side of the road, the straight that they're in But median's lush and it's luring them out Out onto the Parkway, where I'm heading south
Trying to get home just like everyone else Down through the county, neither heaven and hell Where if you don't kill me, well I won't kill you That muttering King, I miss him too
The deer on the Parkway graze right to the edge I come round the bend, they're lifting their heads My headlights their eyes, what will they decide Will the deer on the Parkway let me pass by?
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