Beat Your Wings

Will the wind that scatters dust
Reveal its secrets, speak to us of many things?
In the morning, when she comes
The bird who wakes you with her song, she’ll beat her wings
She will rise again
And ride a perfect high, and find a sweet seed growing
And never know why she sees anything
One more inch for no more reason
Go without you even yet, and death you sing
Pass it by when one’s discovered
Time to stop wasting time, what will you bring?
You will rise again
And ride a perfect high, and find a sweet seed growing
And never know why you hear anything
Bless the sunlight, grab this day to make you over
Save the bullet, price the sandman’s head
This time do not roll over
Beat your wings
Yeah, hear them sing of up there in the glimpse of silence
Up there
When the days have come to pass
Our journey broken, gone at last, we’ll beat our wings
Shadows take familiar skin
So recognize them, don’t give in, we’ll beat our wings
We will rise again
And ride a perfect high, and find a sweet seed growing
And never know why we feel anything
Yeah, anything
Yeah, beat your wings
Oh, beat your wings
Yeah, beat your wings
Now beat your wings
Yeah, beat your wings
Yeah, beat your wings
Oh, beat your wings
Yeah, beat your wings
Yeah, beat your wings…