Wings Bumping Into Wings

Wendy Beckerman
Folk, Jazz
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Who’s on the inside of who’s on the outs
Playing for keeps in a lifetime of doubt
Split down the middle of the ring
Wings bumping into wings

Is it a bird or a plane or a man
Is it a woman who tries her hand
Fly off the handle, cut the string
Wings bumping into wings

Maybe it’s current and maybe it’s speed
Muscle the throttle, take the lead
Eye on the sky closing in

I never wanted to hurt anyone
From this perspective I see how it’s done
Inviting the sunlight through the opening
Of wings bumping into wings
Wings bumping into wings