On the silent wings of freedom Where I offer myself midst the balancing of the sun On the winds of celestial seasons That would carry me on, midst the
on my father's wings To places I have never been There is so much I've never seen And I can feel his heartbeat still And I will do great things on my father's wings
beside you Awake to take in the view Late nights and early parades, still photos and noisy arcades My darling, we're both on the wing Look down and keep on
time for me Cursing my own destiny Sorrow flies on black wings Riding the cursed wings of grief Silence! Hear sorrow laughing Hear joy crying Ride the black wings
as we descend. as for what awaits us we have no clue. or if we'll stand on our own two feet again. . if this song should be my last. then ill make it
on strange wings She flies on strange winds She brings strange things She flies on strange wings She takes off when she desires Silence grows on her
His love On the wings of a dove On the wings of a snow-white dove He sends His pure sweet love A sign from above (sign from above) On the wings of a
One wound up punch of intuition Lays flat my whole take on us. You're the girl on the wing of a barnstormer The tidal rabbit who came of age before
me But baby ice Is growing on the wing Baby ice is growing on the wing Baby ice is growing on the wing Baby ice is growing on the wing Underneath the
I've heard her sing to me From my reflection on this razor blade I've heard ten thousand dying screams And they're calling me The day will break on
Towards The Unlight... On Black Wings Of Death With A Distant Sparks Fulfilled The Dome Of Nightsky... The Nocturnal Haze Enlightened By Moonlightwaves
On the wings of a dove On the wings of a snow-white dove He sends His pure sweet love A sign from above On the wings of a dove On the wings of a snow
running on air I was told that life is as easy as can be But apparently the tragedy is freedom isn't free I've been bleeding on this beat and spilling
love, I get a feeling Like I'm traveling through the sky On the wings of a nightingale On the wings of a nightingale On the wings of a nightingale On the wings
Paint on your wings, it?s time to fly Red, gold and green, daddy, the color you like Waiting for you, waiting for you to let it all go, to give up this
but you know it has to end silent wings, silent wings I will never be the same again I feel the whisper of the wing silent wings Silent wings...ohhh Silent wings
but you know it has to end On silent wings, silent wings I will never be the same again I feel the whisper of the wind on silent wings On silent wings, silent wings
for myself And I don't stand in my own light Lord, Lord, my prayer flies like a word on a wing My prayer flies like a word on a wing Does my prayer fit
