“Once I ran the rock down to the seashore
\nOnce I climbed the cliffs up to the skyline
\nI lay on the shore like a child
\nwaiting for the wind to blow me wild.”
\nHedge and Donna<\/p>\n
“Yes, your birds of stone are resting in my hands, I do not mind.
\nI broke their wings, they cannot fly and they do not care, they may in time.
\nBut with the fear of the flower to dust they will fall,
\nthey are not kings, they are not gods they mean nothing at all
\nAh, you don’t have to fly to be free, please understand me.”
\nHedge and Donna<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
“Once I ran the rock down to the seashore Once I climbed the cliffs up to the skyline I lay on the shore like a child waiting for the wind to blow me wild.” Hedge and Donna “Yes, your birds … Continue reading