Seven islands to the high side of the bay, 'cross the bayTo the sunset through the blue light of a fiery autumn hazeWe went walking on the high side of the bay on a chilly mornAnd we saw how leaves had fallen on the beds where trees were bornAny man in his right mind could not fail to be made awareAny woman with a gift of wisdom would not seek her answers there
Seven islands to the high side of the bay if you're looking westTo the sunset you can see it, all in fiery autumn dressAnytime would be the right time to come up to your bed of boughsAnybody with a wish to wander could not fail but to be aroused
Living high in the city, guess you think it's a pretty good wayYou get to learn but when you get burned you got nothing to sayYou seem to think because you got chicken to go you're in luckFortune will not find you in your mansion or your truckBrothers will desert you when you're down and shit out of luck
Look around at the morning, guess you're doing the best you canSurely you know that when you go nobody gives you a handThink of the air you're breathing in, think of the time you wasteThink of the right and wrong and consider the frown on your face
It's time you tried living on the high side of the bay, you need a restAny woman or a man with a wish to fade away could be so blessedFortune will not find you in your mansion turned to goldBrothers will desert you when your nights turn long and cold
If you feel it you better believe it, you're gonna see it, so you really knowIt is rising like a feather, dipping and dancing from belowThere's a new wave that is breaking in the wake of a passing shipEvery nation's gonna be shaken, put it together, don't let it slip
It's time you tried living on the high side of the bay, you need a restAny man or a woman with a wish to fade away could be so blessed
Seven islands to the high side of the bay, 'cross the bayTo the sunset through the blue light of a fiery autumn hazeTo the sunset through the blue light of a fiery autumn haze
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