Soaring free through the wide country and there's no other roof
but the sky , it's a well known fact with the wind at your back , its easier to fly .
I see with my eyes from my mountain disguise , fields of barley and hay .
I'd rue the day if they'd take them away or turn our blue skies to grey .
You're just like me , wild eagles are free , to escape out there into space ,
Where planets spin , you can catch the wind and see the whole human race .
By Paul McCann
Originally Posted On Site: 2008-07-03 17:51:59
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