The wings that fly us home
There are many ways of being
In this circle we call life
A wise man seeks an answer
Burns his candle through the night
Is a jewel just a pebble
That found a way to shine
Is a hero's blood more righteous
Than a hobo's sip of wine
Did I speak to you one morning
On some distant world away?
Did you save me from an arrow?
Did you lay me in a grave?
Were we brothers on a journey?
Did you teach me how to run?
Were we broken by the waters?
Did I lie you in the sun?
I dreamed you were a prophet in a meadow
I dreamed I was a mountain in the wind
I dreamed you knelt and touched me with a flower
I awoke with this: a flower in my hand
I know that love is seeing
All the infinite in one
In the brotherhood of creatures;
Theough the Father, through the Son
The vision of your goodness
Will sustain me through the cold
Take my hand now to remember
When you find yourself alone...you're never alone
And the spirit fills the darkness of the heavens
It fills the endless yearning of the soul
It lives within a star too far to dream of
It lives within each part and is the whole
It's the fire and the wings that fly us home
Writers: JOHN DENVER , JOE HENRY
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