Spirit



I was an eagle but I cannot fly
I was a lion, but I run no more
I was a river, but the river's dry
And soon the spirit is coming to take me home;

I've seen the sunrise in a thousand ways
I've seen the wonder of a summer storm
I've seen a mountain that touched the sky
And soon the spirit is coming to take me home;

Do not cry for me - I am with the stars
Do not cry for me - I am in the wind
Do not cry for me - I am with the rain
And soon the spirit is coming to take me home;

I have my children, I have seen them grow
I have a garden that is all the world
We come with nothing, that's how we'll go
And soon the spirit is coming to take me home;

Do not cry for me - I am with the sun
Do not cry for me - I am in the wind
Do not cry for me - I am with the stars
And soon the spirit is coming to take me home;

I was an eagle, but I cannot fly
And now the spirit has come to take me home
The Storyman