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Joy is the ability to acknowledge ones freedom.
Eagle Jet to Me (Revisions of Joy)
Joy is the ability to acknowledge ones freedom
A community is not without friends.

Life is best defined by the days we spent with each other.
Flying over head
Soaring like a bird
An aero plane.
Eagle Jet to me!
Feeling like a Zeppelin
All of the time!
While looking down
On the small.
We free our minds!

Flying overhead
Soaring like a bird.
An aero plane!
Zooming! Like a jet
Over everything
So beautiful!
Is time.

Seen the sails
Of a thousand ships
At port and sea
And loved the sounds
Of the whistles blowing and
The seagulls under the warm sun
And the childrens laughter
While eagle boy danced with the angels
And loved it more
While holding your hands
We flew you and me

You give me song to sing
A place for my own
To rest my head after
A good strong laugh
Has filled our wings
With trade winds
To follow course
A beacon of Joy
In rhythm and harmony

That’s what a kiss is
And that’s what it means
And that’s what a heart is
And that is what it dreams

That’s what a smile is
And that’s what I feel
That is what no words are
And that is why life is real

You brought it to me in a whisper
As you kissed my ear
And took back with your warm smile
As if we had a secret
The whole world didn’t know
As if we had a secret
The heavens disclosed

Nobody knows, nobody knows
How could they?
They once had too
And threw it away

We have a secret that only
The birds can say
In songs and in harmony
That no words can play


By: (Torchlit Phoenix7) copyright 2007 All rights reserved.

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