By Dawud Wharnsby
D G
Briskly rising to the sky
D G
Cold clouds rushing past
D G
Flying hopes to never land
A A
Light Stretching out my hand
A G
Out seeing the fields
G
What is a dream and
D
can you tell me what is real
A G
Everyone else is home in bed
A A
and I’m out here lost in my own head
A G
out seeing the fields
D G
Freeze crystal on the bridge
D G
Trees Frozen diamond leaves
D G
Ice stiffening the wheat
A A
Wind underneath my feet
Chorus
G D
I only feel close to you when I’m under open sky
G D
I only feel guided when I’m free to question why
G D
Only when I smell the earth upon my face
A A
will I ever be free to fly from this place
Chorus
D G
Morning wings against the ledge
D G
Frost trees painted on the glass
D G
Snow covering the streets
A A
Home warm beneath my sheets