Lyrics Dougie MacLean - Broken Wings

A tall tree, turn and face the west
O we’re running with the wind
A high cliff-top, we’re waiting with the rest
For this journey to begin

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But these broken wings won’t fly
These broken wings won’t fly at all

And how we laugh, but maybe we should crawl
And ask to be excused
We shout loudly, have answers to it all
O but we have been refused
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Girl child, you’re dancing with the stream
Growing with the silver trees
Your young questions, you ask me what it means
O but I am not at ease
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