Song Lyric
Many nights I have my flying dreams
(chorus)
I'm like a heavy angel, instead of a hawk
People are offended at my flying attempts
(repeat chorus)
But sometimes my flight control is fine
© 1990, 1996 Bruce V. Bracken
But they're not free and easy as they seem
Cause obstacles and gravity are teamed
To keep me from getting very high
The higher I try to get, the sooner I'll walk
My dreams are written in erased chalk
Everytime, I kiss the sky goodbye
The old men in the streets behold me with contempt
And all of them are jeering, they're trying to tempt
They're trying to tempt me to fall out of the sky
When I'm diving under power lines
Until a disguised demon's whine
Cuts and bleeds mind and soul bone dry