Brand New Wings

© 2008 Unrecorded


The day is done

and time has come

for shadows to fall

and there’s nothin at all

I can do about the darkness

all my pretty dreams

have come tumbing down

floating

like feathers to the ground


Brand new wings so I can go on again

brand new wings to touch the sky

just let me sing and glide my way home again

on brand new wings I could learn to fly


Far away from pain and sorrow

high above these troubled hills and trees

and if I could I would leave tomorrow

on brand new wings, on brand new wings


Brand new wings so I can go on again

brand new wings to touch the sky

just let me sing and glide my way home again

on brand new wings I could learn to fly

on brand new wings I could learn to fly

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