Story Behind The Song
a song of caretaking and healing. metaphors blending into my life. The broken wing was my own.
Song Description
a song of healing metaphors. and sometimes the wound we heal is our own.
| Song Length |
4:19 |
Genre |
Folk - Country, Folk - Alternative |
| Tempo |
Slow (71 - 90) |
Lead Vocal |
Instrumental |
| Subject |
Healing, Spirituality |
| |
Lyrics
I sat beside you in the night, I wrapped your broken wing. I wheeled your song out into the light when you were much too weak to sing. I held your dreams safe in my mind in the deep cradle of my own imagining. I brought you once a single rose; I laid it on your bed. The petals fell upon your clothes tho' you could not lift up your head. Between a dream and the falling rain, this is what I thought you said: the spirit is a restless bird that listens while the children sing; (watches while the children sleep) and love is a (such a) simple word, but oh! the promises it brings. (the mysteries it keeps). So now before another wind comes to blow your dreams apart; take the time.... the time to fly, ------my heart.
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