Live a life well spentI know that I'm strange just a bitif you want to know come sitbeing me is a hard jobsometimes I can't help but sobthough I have a big heartin this life it's hard to do my partthough my heart may be pure I have found art is my curein this life there is much to learnstand up a take your turnOur life is only onewhat will they say when it's all said and doneHere's a person who took the timethough the journey was a tough climblive your life so that when you dieyou will rejoice and others will cry
The Eagles homeThe Eagles homehe flies high across the skythrough the leaves of all the treeswith all his pridehe has criedfor the one he lostoh what it had costto be free and call it homehis pain is clearly shownfor he may have failedthough the mountains he has scaled his heart is purehis world is our curewith all his mighthe wont give up without a fightwhen darkness come in sighthe wont give up till it's lightthough this world is only onewhen it's all said and donedeath will be in the airhe asks if we even carewith all the wildlife I seethey are the truth they are the keyso in the end he flies highacross