Eagle and the Hawk

                                  I am the eagle, I live in high country

In rocky cathedrals that reach to the sky

I am the hawk and there's blood on my feathers



But time is still turning they soon will be dry

And all of those who see me, all who believe in me

Share in the freedom I feel when I fly

 

Come dance with the west wind and touch on the mountain tops

Sail over the canyons and up to the stars

And reach for the heavens and hope for the future

And all that we can be and not what we are