Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Wish I had Wings

(a song by Joseph Bishara)

You know those birds that go up in the air
carrying their prey to somewhere way up there?
From dizzying heights they just let it go
Right in mid-flight over rocks down below.

I know how that feels now... I know how it feels.
Feels like flight. Your heart pounds and sings.
But when she lets go, you wish you had wings.

Wish I had wings.

You know that feeling when you jump into thin air
Right out of a plane, somewhere way up there?
And nothing comes out when you pull the ripcord
And you know it'll end as you hurtle toward...

The earth feels hard... I know how it feels.
Feels like flight. Your heart pounds and sings.
But when she's not there, you wish you had wings.

Wish I had wings.

It was a terrible accident that Roland died in.
My closest buddy, my very best friend.
At the funeral I saw his brother cry.
The family still misses him. So do I.

I know how they feel... I know how it feels.
The pain still bites and my heart still stings.
When I think of him in heaven, I wish I had wings.

Wish I had wings.


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