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Tight Whips - Guardian Lyrics



Tight Whips - Guardian Lyrics




Perched on the outcrops not far from shore
Pandion haliaetus-the mighty piscivore
Gazing at the shallows of the bay below
Emerging from the shadows
Talons poised, senses primed

Long narrow wings, white underside and crown
Slicing through the clouds
Silent and swift, fish eating bird of prey
Keeper of the waterways

Atop the food chain
Forager on the fly
Unmatched depth-perception because of forward-facing eyes
Living largely a life of solitude
Fearlessly traversing the vast expanse of blue
We cut down all the trees and replaced them with concrete and
Coat your lungs with DDT
The rivers from which you feed, once vibrant and pristine
Are now the toilet bowl of industry
Still you push on into the autumn dawn, because
You are the guardian
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Perched on the outcrops not far from shore
Pandion haliaetus-the mighty piscivore
Gazing at the shallows of the bay below
Emerging from the shadows
Talons poised, senses primed

Long narrow wings, white underside and crown
Slicing through the clouds
Silent and swift, fish eating bird of prey
Keeper of the waterways

Atop the food chain
Forager on the fly
Unmatched depth-perception because of forward-facing eyes
Living largely a life of solitude
Fearlessly traversing the vast expanse of blue
We cut down all the trees and replaced them with concrete and
Coat your lungs with DDT
The rivers from which you feed, once vibrant and pristine
Are now the toilet bowl of industry
Still you push on into the autumn dawn, because
You are the guardian
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Writer: JOHN JACOBSON
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Written by: JOHN JACOBSON

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