Eagles and Horses

Horses are creatures who worship the earth As they gallop on feet of ivory Constrained by the wonder of dying and birth The horses still run, they are free My body is merely the shell of my soul But the flesh must be given its due Like a pony that carries its rider back home Like an old friend who's tried and been true I had a vision of eagles and horses High on a ridge in a race with the wind Going higher and higher, faster and faster On eagles and horses I'm flying again Eagles inhabit the heavenly heights They know neither limit nor bound They're the guardian angels of darkness and light They see all and hear every sound My spirit will never be broken or caught For the soul is a free flying thing Like an eagle that needs neither comfort nor thought To rise up on glorious wings I had a vision of eagles and horses High on a ridge in a race with the wind Going higher and higher, faster and faster On eagles and horses I'm flying again, flying again, I'm flying again My body is merely the shell of my soul But the flesh must be given its due Like a pony that carries its master back home Like an old who's tried and been true My spirit will never be broken or caught For the soul is a free flying thing Like an eagle that needs neither comfort nor thought To rise up on glorious wings I had a vision of eagles and horses High on a ridge in a race with the wind Going higher and higher, faster and faster On eagles and horses I'm flying again Flying again, flying again Flying again, I'm flying again