City Hawk

How about forgetting politics for a moment? Turning our heads outward and upward?
Here’s a song I wrote over the weekend. It’s about my spirit animal…Hawks. Feel free to share, and hope you enjoy it.
Every time I see a Hawk, especially in the city, I gasp….they take me out of my self, and my worries. Hope this song can do that for you a bit….EF

City Hawk

Soaring above concrete canyons
Not more than a speck on the wind
The City Hawk has no companions
As she glides, then slowly ascends.

Stacked up in afternoon traffic,
The smog, sweat and horns of the day,
I catch just a glimpse of her rising
And turn my head toward her to pray…

Teach me to reach for the sky
Teach me to see from on high
Up where there’s hardly a sound
Above all that’s bound to this ground
City Hawk, fly.

(Instrumental)

Chorus

What do you see, looking down here?
All our fear, all our anger and hate?
Poor people, begging for bus fare?
Rich ones behind iron gates?

Swimming-pools instead of the ocean.
And high rise hills, peaking through haze.
And we thinking we are the free ones
In these cars…like ants in a maze.

Chorus

Soaring above concrete canyons
Not more than a speck on the wind