The eagle takes the wind
--Ferron

Up the misty mountain

Wild flowers bind the ground

Down by the rushing river

Force will wear those boulders down

Me I'm underneath my covers

Me I'm trapped inside my brain

While up above the misty mountain

Up above the rushing river

Up above the bed of longing

The eagle takes the wind.

 

The eagle takes the wind my friend

The eagle takes the wind

It makes me think of this my friend

Where does the eagle live in me?

 

I go crawling through this city

I say the city will be my home

I say woman you are halfway pretty

May you never be alone

Be it scorn or be it favour

Be it but a moment gone

But I stood before the mirror

Like an open-ended cavern

Like a breath held inhaled, holding

And I barely knew my name.

 

I barely knew my name my friend

I barely knew my name

It makes me think of this my friend

Where do I live in me?

 

It's a planet of resistance

It's a whirling flame of choice

Are you my comrades in persistence

I swear they'll know us by our voice

Though we lay down in dusty corners

We are ragged as a scar

And when we rest our eyes stay open

We are always off to war.

 

We're always off to war my friend

We're always off to war

And it makes my think of this my friend

Where can the quiet be?

 

Is it up the misty mountain

Where wild flowers bind the ground

Is it down by the rushing river

Where force wears those boulders down

Is it underneath my covers

Is it trapped inside my brain

Is it up above the misty mountain

Is it up above the rushing river

Is it up above the bed of longing

Where the eagle takes the wind?