From the album The Road Home

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Lyrics

Your steps are all heavy
Your head is hung low
Your shoulders are rounded
Your movements are slow
You kick at the dirt
Because its not snow
And step on the flowers
Where ever they grow

How are you ever going to fly?
You don't even know you have wings
Your eyes only know how to cry
Your tongue only knows how to sting

Lay down your weapons
Find release
Uncage your compassion
Find your peace

Your thin lips are twisted
They frown with distain
You curse at the snow
Because it's not rain
You cultivate anger
Spread it around
Shoot holes in the lifeboat
Because you want to drown

How are you ever going to fly?
You don't even know you have wings
Your eyes only know how to cry
Your tongue only knows how to sting

Lay down your weapons
Find release
Uncage your compassion
Find your peace


Words & music by Kevin McLeod
Copyright 2003. All rights reserved.

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