3 Strikes
When the fat old sun in the sky is fallingSummer evenin' birds are callingSummer's thunder time of yearThe sound of music in my earsDistant bells, new mown grassSmells so sweetBy the river holding handsRoll me up and lay me downAnd if you sit don't make a soundPick your feet up off the groundAnd if you hear as the warm night fallsThe silver sound from a time so strangeSing to me, sing to meWhen that fat old sun in the sky is fallingSummer evenin' birds are callingChildren's laughter in my earsThe last sunlight disappearsAnd if you sit don't make a soundPick your feet up off the groundAnd if yo
Clipped
Against my will
It hurts me still.
It really stings.
They clipped my wings.
What could I do?
Everything's new.
How my knees lock.
How will I walk?
Now that they're gone
I feel strong.
I say Oooh...
They did get in my way
I will learn to walk today
I cast aside
My downy pride.
All heaven's things
They clipped my wings.
I have heard how God sings.
Ooo, they clipped my wings.
Oh, the sadness that it brings.
I will try to like it's ok.
Oh, they clipped my wings.
So, I will learn to walk today.
Oh, they clipped my wings.