Geoff Paull Music

Eagle

 

On my back

So blue and bright

Silhouette overhead

Cuts the sky

 

Often times I see it

Circling high above

Natures greatest eye

Lord of what it loves

 

Often times I wanted

To be the eagle above

To see what it sees

Doing what it loves

 

But now I feel the sadness

Circling high above

Natures greatest eye

Crying for what it loves

 

Poor poor eagle

Eagle high above

Seeing earth's demise

Sobbing for what it loves

 

Eagles tear drops falling

Hitting my gentle cheeks

Tears turn to rivers

Forming pools at my feet

 

I do not want to be the eagle

Seeing what it sees

Let me live in denial

Nothing else to believe