(An Ode to K)
- June 16, 1992 -
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= Lyrics to a song =
And as he spoke,
I heard him say –
A thousand yesterdays
Have bound you
to your ways.
I heard him say –
A thousand yesterdays
Have bound you
to your ways.
CHORUS:
Watch an eagle
soaring through the sky;
See it fly and never leave a mark …
Freedom is the way it flies.
soaring through the sky;
See it fly and never leave a mark …
Freedom is the way it flies.
Listen to the whisper in the wind;
Hear the song that love will sing again …
Freedom is the joy it feels – to live again.
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Hear the song that love will sing again …
Freedom is the joy it feels – to live again.
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He questioned why, one does not end
So many years – of pain,
Where sorrow still remains.
So many years – of pain,
Where sorrow still remains.
And as I looked within his eyes
Compassion spoke, so kind –
It gently touched my mind.
Compassion spoke, so kind –
It gently touched my mind.
Finale:
Watch an eagle soaring through the sky;
See it fly and never leave a mark …
Freedom is the way it flies.
See it fly and never leave a mark …
Freedom is the way it flies.
wladicus
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