A tall tree
Turn and face the west
O we're running with the wind
A high cliff-top
We're waiting with the rest
For this journey to begin
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But these broken wings won't fly
These broken wings won't fly at all
And how we laugh
But maybe we should crawl
And ask to be excused
We shout loudly
Have answers to it all
O but we have been refused
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Girl child
You're dancing with the stream
Growing with the silver trees
Your young questions
You ask me what it means
O but I am not at ease
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Writer(s): Douglas Menzies Mac Lean
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