I am the Eagle,I live in high country,The rocky cathedrals that reach to the sky.
I am the Hawk,And there's blood on my feathers,But time is still turning,They soon will be dry.And all those who see me,And all who believe in me,Share in the freedom I feel when I fly!
Come dance with the west wind,And touch on the mountain tops,Sail over the canyons,And up to the stars.And reach for the heavens,And hope for the future,And all that we can be,Not just what we are... John Denver.
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