WILD GEESE Mary McGinniss (from "Places In Between",2005)
I was young then, I didn't know, I kept running down this road. When the nights came falling, I'd get close I would remember, then I'd forget. Cool water, the clearest blue the wild geese in the west, and the sound from their throats and the look on your face gives you a moment, a moment of grace
Have you heard the sound of their wings above the water? I am so sorry that I was gone I am so sorry that you were alone Where are we going? What do we do? I will always go toward this love for you And the sound of their wings and the look on your face gives you a moment a moment of grace
Wild Geese fly in the middle of the night stars and rivers are their guides. We toss and turn in our beds, dreams and passions in our heads. In the heart of this storm, you sleep better with snow on the ground and the sound of their wings and the look on your face gives you a moment a moment of grace