There is a girl in the shadows
She came from the trees
She is not heard by anything she sees
With the wind at her back
And her family standing by
In the distance she can hear them cry.
The woods is her mother
Who helped her to grow
To guide her, to guard her, to teach her to know
She saw the things
She wanted to see
And now returns to her home in the trees
Wild creature you don't want
to fight
On a trail they take to flight
Lonely brother who's parents are gone
From now on he sings a mournful song
Dark clouds in the sky
I watch them from inside
Water comes down in little drops
Pitter-patter on the roof tops
Mother nature gets a drink
Nothing to do but sit and think
Lightning hits the ground with force
It sounds like the pounding hooves of a horse
It keeps going for days and days
And so inside everything stays
The drops stop falling
The wind stops calling
And the sun is out again.
Eagle
Through the warm summer skies
A strong, brave eagle flies
His mighty wings tear through the air
High above the earth, he is without a care
His marvelous eyes tell long forgotten stories
Of earth's failures and glories
His strong talened feet
Grab on to some heavy meat
He flies away into the sun
For his day is almost done.
Once there was a little girl
Who no meaning in life could find
She searched the ends of the world
She searched her heart and mind
To the wind she looked for help
But no help the wind could give
The wind was strong it knew no wrong
But it didn't know how live
But the girl wasn't going to give up
If she searched she knew she'd find
That all the questions and meaning to life
Were all in the back of her mind
So to a glade she went to think
And think for many an hour
If only she knew the meaning to life
Had to do with her inner power
At last an idea popped into her mind
She knew the meaning to life
Is to follow your dreams and follow your path
And live your
days without strife
From
up on a mountain
I look down at the earth
I watch it make way
For a new birth
From the
mountain
I can see
The world create
The animals and trees
The many races
Are created too
I see them create me
I see them create you
There are many different
I do not see
I only see
That we are
family.
