Warm are the winds on the desert
A whirlwind is dancing around
I stopped to survey all the beauty, the tears
When a shadow moves up, across the ground
It's an eagle,
And it circles above me.
And he screams to his friends on the hill
"Stay close together.
Move not a feather.
Man walks among us.
Be still. Be still.
Man walks among us.
Be still."
Everything hides, but I see them.
I spotted an old mother quail.
I turn 'round and see,
looking right back at me,
the eyes of a young cotton tail.
Somewhere a coyote sneaking,
As he roams through the brush on the hill.
And the eagle screams down
"Stay close to the ground.
Man walks among us.
Be still. Be still
Man walks among us.
Be still."
Soon, will be gone all the desert.
Cities will cover each hill.
Today will just be
A sad memory.
Man walks among us
Be still
Be still
Man walks among us
Be still.