Songwriter: Steve Winwood Jim Capaldi

Producer: Chris Blackwell

When the eagle flies you'd better watch your eyes
He's gonna sweep everything in his path
And when the Heavens cry it's gonna drown the sky
And you'll get caught aftermath
When mountains move it's not good trying
To prove that you've been doing everything that you can
And don't you start to cry when you're about to die
You gotta stand and take it like a man
'Cause you've been taking instead of giving
And all the while you've been living lies
Economics, all your atomics
Ain't gonna save you from that bird in the sky
And when the good times roll wrapped up in your mink coat
You will be stepping from your Cadillac and in a micro flash
Gonna feel the lash of big eagle's wing across your back
And when the seas subside you'll see him glide right out of view
In clouds of snow
And the rains will come
And wash away the scum so that all the little flowers can grow
There'll be no more taking, only giving and the sun pouring down
No economics and no atomics, just the spread of
(Mother nature's gown)
Do you hear me, mother nature?
Do you, do you hear me?
Do you hear me?
Do you, do you hear me, mother nature?
Do you hear me
(Mother nature)
Mother nature

Traffic

British psychedelic pop/rock band Traffic found success in both the UK and the US, captivating listeners with a broad array of genre-bending instrumentation.

Traffic was formed in 1967 when Steve Winwood parted ways with the Spencer Davis Group to join drummer Jim Capaldi, guitarist Dave Mason, and woodwind and keys player Chris Wood in their exploration of psychedelia and the tougher variations of late-sixties rock.

Traffic performing live at Woodstock in 1994