Steel Bird from First Flight by W.C. Beck

Sunset on the Atlantic
on a steel bird flying east
got a head full of dreams
a heart full of hope
a new world over the sea
see the young man standing in a tunnel
not knowing where it might lead
not knowing what’s outside
or what he’s got
deep inside that he ain’t seen
a picture of me
wild and free

Chorus:
‘Cause there might not be
trumpets to play
or bright lights to guide the way
they might not build
an arch in your name
oh, but Lord, let ‘em know that you came
and lived for a while

I’m gonna run until I can’t
gonna fly until I fall
gonna find my way back again
even if I have to crawl

oh, ‘cause every at bat can’t be a home run
not every girl can be the one
oh, but when you’re down in the trenches, friend
you find out where you’re from
and what you’ve become
and then you dream along

Chorus

I spend my days walking about
streets paved in cobblestone
statues making gods of men
they just keep on shining that throne

I spend my nights worrying ‘bout
these puzzles that won’t leave me
I keep finding clues
in everything I do
the answers bringing questions too
baby, what’ll I do
without you

Chorus

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