John Denver
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


Mirror lyrics:

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


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