Of course, no idea survives unmutated.
Words and Music: Bill Roper
Copyright 2006
Wings
Beyond the far horizon, there’s a place that I should go
Though it’s much more far away than it appears.
And still it is much closer than the places that I know,
But I could not walk there in a hundred years.
(Chorus)
Where the sky goes on forever and horizons are unbound
And the only thing you’re hearing is your heartbeat’s lonely sound.
Where the night is neverending though the sun is shining bright
And everywhere a million points of light.
I can’t build a road to heaven, I can’t walk upon the air.
I can’t find a path that rises from the land.
And though I send my spirit out to climb upon the stair
In the end I find that I can never stand
(Chorus to bridge and chorus)
And I need to find my wings so I can fly,
But wings are never strong enough to reach beyond the sky.
And wings can never carry me away
And send me soaring high enough where I could finally stay
So I will stand here dreaming of a place I cannot go
With two feet firmly planted on the ground.
And I will not trade my dreams away, the only wings I know
To take me to the place that I have found
(Chorus twice)
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Date: 2006-08-24 02:58 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2006-08-24 03:14 am (UTC)"No," I replied. "But you said that if I didn't write songs like this, you could make me unhappy." :)
Now I need to go play this at the non-virtual filksing tonight...
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Date: 2006-08-24 10:57 am (UTC)Miles and miles of nothing but miles and miles.
ObSongQuote: "It's seldom in Chicago that you see the stars by night...''
My first comprehensive look at the Milky Way occurred somewhere in western Kansas on the way to the Denver worldcon. Mary Kay (then still Jackson) and I were trading-off on the driving, and I happened to look UP.
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