Wings made of paper, or wings made of plaster wings of an eagle, or airplane, or faster Wings made of wind, made of luck, made of lies wings in a brush, in the hush of a night
Some wings are invisible, some wings are eterned to see some are hidden completly
Who says a hero's a night on a charger braver and stronger and always much larger Why not the guy in the tie on the train Why not the bomb on the bench in the rain
Some wings are invisible, some wings are eterned to see some are hidden completly
Over your shoulder eather the blue something maybe calling calling you
Wings made of father, or wings made of bayble if not for a wings or we ready or brable Wings made of dreams, made of love, made of prayer wings made of things that can ride of the earth
Some wings are invisible, some wings are eterned to see are they hidden inside of you and me
