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  1. The Phoenix

From the recording Rise From The Ashes


I found a birdI thought was killedNo sound to be heardLying cold and stillAnd then as ifTo prove me wrongIt raised its voiceIn one sweet songThe Phoenix flashesIn the fires of oldTo rise from the ashesOn wings of goldI sent a giftTo the world from meAnd the world respondedIndifferentlyAnd you took my faceIn your good kind handsAnd said, “RememberOur love still stands”If fate should comeTo dash your dreamsThere are still such thingsAs meadows and streamsYou may ask meHow do I know?The Bird of FreedomTold me so