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Lyrics
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I sat beside you in the night, I wrapped your broken wing. I wheeled your song out into the light when you were much too weak to sing. I held your dreams safe in my mind in the deep cradle of my own imagining. I brought you once a single rose; I laid it on your bed. The petals fell upon your clothes tho' you could not lift up your head. Between a dream and the falling rain, this is what I thought you said: the spirit is a restless bird that listens while the children sing; (watches while the children sleep) and love is a (such a) simple word, but oh! the promises it brings. (the mysteries it keeps). So now before another wind comes to blow your dreams apart; take the time.... the time to fly, ------my heart.
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Credits
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Lyrics Credits: gypsilady
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Music Credits: gypsilady
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Producer Credits: Johnny Neel & GypsiLady
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Publisher Credits: Gypsilady & Brown Music Productions, Inc. (BMI)
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Performance Credits: The Tennessee 5
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Label Credits: Gypsil
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Description
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Short Song Description: a song of healing metaphors. and sometimes the wound we heal is our own.
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Story Behind the Song: a song of caretaking and healing. metaphors blending into my life. The broken wing was my own.
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Metadata
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Song Length: 4:19
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Primary Genre: Folk-Country
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Secondary Genre: Folk-Alternative
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Tempo: Slow (71 - 90)
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Lead Vocal: Instrumental
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Subject Matter 1: Healing
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Subject Matter 2: Spirituality
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