Speaking of lyrics . . . By Tom SmithI am a child of the 'seventies and think Don Henley is a genuis. What can I say. A friend of mine lived up the road from him in Something or other Hills, and said he was a pretty nice guy too, but really hated living in LA. Here are his lines written by middle aged guy who loses his marriage or relationship because he worked too much and was home too little.
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got the call today, I didn’t wanna hearBut I knew that it would comeAn old, true friend of ours was talkin’ on the phoneShe said you’d found someoneAnd I thought of all the bad luck,And the struggles we went throughAnd how I lost me and you lost youWhat are these voices outside love’s open doorMake us throw off our contentmentAnd beg for something more? Coming next: great alt-country lyrics.
posted by thomas at 2/16/2006 05:21:00 PM
