RIP Linda Lee (Sept. 13, 1955 - Sept. 13, 2014 )

A tall tree, turn and face the west
Oh we're running with the wind
On high cliff top we're waiting with the rest
For this journey to begin

And these broken wings won't fly
These broken wings won't fly
These broken wings won't fly at all

See how we laugh, maybe we should crawl
And beg to be excused
We shout loudly, have answers to it all
But we have been refused

And these broken wings won't fly
These broken wings won't fly
These broken wings won't fly at all

Girl child, you're dancing with the wind
Growing with the silver trees
Your young questions, you ask me what it means
But I am not at ease

And these broken wings won't fly
These broken wings won't fly
These broken wings won't fly at all

A tall tree, turn and face the west
Oh we're running with the wind
On high cliff top we're waiting with the rest
For this journey to begin

And these broken wings won't fly
These broken wings won't fly
These broken wings won't fly at all

These broken wings won't fly
These broken wings won't fly
These broken wings won't fly