Seven Island Suite Lyrics by Gordon Lightfoot

Seven Island Suite Lyrics

    Seven islands to the high side of the bay, 'cross the bay
    To the sunset through the blue light of a fiery autumn haze
    We went walking on the high side of the bay on a chilly morn
    And we saw how leaves had fallen on the beds where trees were born
    Any man in his right mind could not fail to be made aware
    Any 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 west
    To the sunset you can see it, all in fiery autumn dress
    Anytime would be the right time to come up to your bed of boughs
    Anybody 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 way
    You get to learn but when you get burned you got nothing to say
    You seem to think because you got chicken to go you're in luck
    Fortune will not find you in your mansion or your truck
    Brothers will desert you when you're down and shit out of luck

    Look around at the morning, guess you're doing the best you can
    Surely you know that when you go nobody gives you a hand
    Think of the air you're breathing in, think of the time you waste
    Think 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 rest
    Any woman or a man with a wish to fade away could be so blessed
    Fortune will not find you in your mansion turned to gold
    Brothers 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 know
    It is rising like a feather, dipping and dancing from below
    There's a new wave that is breaking in the wake of a passing ship
    Every 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 rest
    Any 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 bay
    To the sunset through the blue light of a fiery autumn haze
    To the sunset through the blue light of a fiery autumn haze

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