Songtext von Wounded Birds

I bring my broken birds to him He gazes lovingly at all he sees He takes them gently in his healing hands And breathes new hope into them and hearts-ease He gives them wings to reach the skies His Wise Woman watches, touches Speaks a spell or two Human eyes look out of all my wounded birds I bring my broken birds to him His Lady lovingly gives of her grace He takes their pain and fear and wounds away She gives them time and touch, a sheltered place And when they leave they know a change So strange and yet healing mending Making them so strong Song exchanged for tears in all my wounded birds I scream until I have no voice My drab and faded feathers fall I dream sometimes I have a choice But find each waking No doors in my wall Wingless I fly Silent I call I bring my broken birds to him He gazes sadly at my shattered soul He takes me gently in his warm embrace And waits for me to ask "Oh make me whole" And let me soar the painted skies His Wise Woman sees me frees me Knows the reasons why My heart lies here mute another wounded bird