Letras:
Jackson Browne Solo Acoustic Vol 1

(Jackson Browne) Oh how sadly sound the songs the queen must sing of dying A prisoner upon her throne of melancholy sighing If she could see her mirror

Looking through some photographs I found inside a drawer I was taken by a photograph of you There were one or two I know that you would have liked a

Keep a fire burning in your eye Pay attention to the open sky You never know what will be coming down I don't remember losing track of you You were always

Standing in the ocean with the sun burning low in the west Like a fire in the cavernous darkness at the heart of the beast With my beliefs and possessions

Running down around the towns along the shore When I was sixteen and on my own No, I couldn't tell you what the hell those brakes were for I was just

(Jackson Browne & Glenn Frey) Well I'm a-running down the road trying to loosen my load I've got seven women on my mind Four that want to own me, two