Well they left then in the morning, a hundred pairs of wings 

In the light moved together in the colors of the morning 

I looked to the clouds in the cirrus sky and they'd gone. 

Across the marshes, across the fields below. 

I fell through the vines and I hoped they would catch me below. 

If only to take me with them there, 

Tell me the part that shinesIn your heart on the wind. 

And the reeds blew in the morning. 

Take me along to the places 

You've gone when my eyes looked away. 

Tell me the song that you sing in the trees in the dawning. 

Tell me the part that shines in your heart 

And the rays of love forever, 

Please take me there. 



In the quiet morning 

There was much despair 

And in the hours that followed 

No one could repair 



That poor girl 

Tossed by the tides of misfortune 

Barely here to tell her tale 

Rolled in on a sea of disaster 

Rolled out on a mainline rail 



She once walked tight at my side 

I'm sure she walked by you 

Her striding steps could not deny 

Torment from a child who knew 



That in the quiet morning 

There would be despair 

And in the hours that followed 

No one could repair 



That poor girl 

She cried out her song so loud 

It was heard the whole world round 

A symphony of violence 

The great southwest unbound