Death makes angels of us all.......


Bird of Prey, bird of prey
Flying high, flying high
In the summer sky....

Bird of Prey, bird of prey
Flying high, flying high
Gently pass on by.

Bird of prey, bird of prey
Flying high, flying high
Am I going to die?

Bird of prey, bird of prey
Flying high, flying high
Take me on your flight.

~~from an American Prayer



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