Windsong
Windsong
This song appears on seven albums, and was first
released on the Windsong
album. It has also been released on The Rocky
Mountain Collection and Country
Classics albums. It has been rerecorded on the
Earth Songs and The Very Best
of John Denver (Single CD) albums, and rerecorded
again on the Love Again
and A Celebration of Life albums.
The wind is the whisper of our mother the earth
The wind is the hand of our father the sky
The wind watches over our struggles and pleasures
The wind is the goddess who first learned to fly
The wind is the bearer of bad and good tidings
The weaver of darkness, the bringer of dawn
The wind gives the rain, then builds us a rainbow
The wind is the singer who sang the first song
The wind is a twister of anger and warning
The wind brings the fragrance of freshly mown hay
The wind is a racer, a wild stallion running
The sweet taste of love on a slow summer's day
The wind knows the songs of the cities and canyons
The thunder of mountains, the roar of the sea
The wind is the taker and giver of mornings
The wind is the symbol of all that is free
So welcome the wind and the wisdom she offers
Follow her summons when she calls again
In your heart and your spirit let the breezes
surround you
Lift up your voice then and sing with the wind
Words and music by John Denver and Joe Henry
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the children love the show
but they fail to see the anguish in my eyes
fail to see the anguish in my eyes
I scratch around the brim, I let my mind give in
the crowd begins the grin
but they seem to scream when darkness fills my eyes
seem to scream when darkness fills my eyes
it's no surprise
fail to see the tragic, turn it into magic
my big top tricks will always make you happy
but we all know the hat is wearing me
my bag is in the hat, it's filled with this and that
my vision's getting fat, the rabbit's just a