Skies of Home

Skies of Home

Did I speak to you one morning on some distant world away
Did you save me from an arrow, did you lay me in a grave
Were we brothers on a journey, did you teach me how to run
Were we broken by the waters, did I lie you in the sun

And the spirit fills the darkness of the heavens
It fills the endless yearning of the soul
It lives within a star too far to dream of
It lives within each part and is the whole
Its the fire and the wings that fly us home
Fly us home, fly us home

—John Denver

Ancient Puebloan building, southeast Utah, USA

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