copyright Kristen Grainger 2020
She says come on over, we’ve got work to do
She says don’t just stand there, there’s a place for you, and you, and you, and you
And it’s true, for different points of view
More hands and eyes and hearts to make a plan and follow through
She flies with her own wings
She’s on the lookout for better things
She’s keeping her eyes on that western horizon
And if a storm is blowing, she’s going to get where she’s going
In spite of bruises and bee stings
She relies on her own wings
She says it’s only thunder, don’t be frightened
The thing to watch for is the lightning, yeah the lightning is the thing
That destroys, the thunder’s just the noise
A bully with a megaphone that threatens and annoys
She flies with her own wings
She’s on the lookout for better things
She’s keeping her eyes on that western horizon
And if a storm is blowing, she’s going to get where she’s going
In spite of bruises and bee stings
She relies on her own wings
Up on the timberline in a tall stand of trees
She’s waiting for the sun to rise again
Night fades to morning new, sky shades of rose and blue
She takes a breath and leaps into the currents of the wind
She flies with her own wings
She’s on the lookout for better things
She’s keeping her eyes on that western horizon
And if a storm is blowing, she’s going to get where she’s going
In spite of bruises and bee stings
She relies on her own wings
And she says come on over, we’ve got work to do