In the Land Where Eagles Soar

1989RonNancyFarewellIn the land where eagles soar,
Morning’s light opens doors.
God’s grace shines ever more.
Yet bittersweet’s the taste,
At freedom’s core.

World’s at your feet,
People gonna tweet.
People gotta eat.
Man needs to do the solid,
Open his wallet,
Or go home.
And leave people,
The hell alone!

People slingin’ bombs,
Which side you on?
Bomberang!
Winners and losers,
The Man’s the chooser.
Back a boozer,
Who’s the loser?

In the land where eagles soar,
Morning’s light opens doors.
God’s grace shines ever more.
Yet bittersweet is the taste,
At freedom’s core.

Catch peace on the wind.
Hearts will mend.
Listen for the morning dove.
Wrap yourself in love.
People push and shove,
You can rise above.

In the land where eagles soar,
Morning’s light opens doors.
Stop the madness,
Stops the sadness,
Freedom’s knockin’ on the door.

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