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Strange Wing

Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2017 2:09 pm
by good4somethingbum
Strange Wing ©2017 Robert George BMI

There are those who float away on smoke
There are those who fly away on wine
But each night, she takes flight
On a wing most people can’t define

Strange wing
Soaring up above the purple clouds
She finds
Fortune’s wind above the faceless crowds
She sees us as we are
Gliding moon to star
With a strange wing

There are those who lift their hearts with gold
Fallen angels with a neon name
But her heart, knows that art
Founders in the marquee cage of fame

Strange wing
Soaring up above the purple clouds
She finds
Fortune’s wind above the faceless crowds
She sees us as we are
Gliding moon to star
With a strange wing



She’s a cosmic dancer
On the midnight air
No one understands her
Or the love we share

]Strange wing
Soaring up above the purple clouds
She finds
Fortune’s wind above the faceless crowds
She sees us as we are
Gliding moon to star
With a strange wing


I have heard her sing
I have seen her paint
She’s an untamed wing
Without restraint…