The Falcon

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I have heard the sound of wings
Beating in my restless dreams
And in my dreams I sing to you
Can I sing in your dream too?

We can scramble up the ridge
Cross that old suspension bridge
It’s not far, not many miles
Not the way the falcon flies

But the road, yes the road is winding
Fear not, don’t be frightened
Let us go now, let us wait no longer
Look at the falcon, look way up yonder
Look at the winding,
Look at the winding,
Look at the winding,
The winding road

Can we meet up on the ridge?
Cross that same suspension bridge?
Do the things we used to do
Long ago when the bridge was new?

But the road, yes the road is winding
Fear not, don’t be frightened
Let us go now, let us wait no longer
Look at the falcon, look way up yonder

Indlela iyajikajika
Mosa ukoyika
Masihambe, masihambe ngoku
Jonga ukhozi, jonga phezulu
Look at the winding
Look at the winding
Look at the winding
The winding road

Words and Music: Christopher Torr
Publisher: Chris Torr Music