LYRIC

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Outside my doorway one day, I heard a strange sound
I laid down my book for inspection, looked all around
Up in a tree, making her plea, alone in a dark forest crown
Tossed by the wind, a little feather of a wing

I felt for her helplessness, moved by her cry
Uncertain, unshelthered, too young to fly
Though blown she held fast, bearing the blast,
Fearing the storm that roll by
Hold on, don’t give in, little feather of a wing

Hush little winged one, you’re mamas not far
Believe me, she hears you there,
She knows where you are
And though she can’t be, up in this tree
Hold on, oh take heart
You are the reason she sings,
You’re a feather of her wing

In times of confusion, and wondering why
When ramparts retreat in the battle, and triumph takes flight
I look out to see, that nest-empty tree
And victory circling high
I know I can win,
I’m a feather in a wing

Hush little winged one, you’re mamas not far
Believe me, she hears you there,
She knows where you are
And though she can’t be, up in this tree
Hold on, oh take heart
You are the reason she sings,
You’re a feather of her wing

You are the reason she sings, you’re a feather of her wing

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  1. Thomas

    July 6, 2021 at 12:21 am

    Great.

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