Rising Air

Joan Shelley

Compositor: Joan Shelley

It’s drawn me out here the sight of my charge
By the movement
Scratching the ground to make home where it carves
What a poor thing
Half light and gray light a beat on the wind and it's all alright
Cold, but you’re all alright

Onto the rising air
Onto the rising air
Come to my side and beg me for my reasons

Right past the line where it was safe to be
Where I found you
Letting you down by the break in the trees
I am bound to

Forgive this, love, as it breaks at the seams
Watch it rise to flight
Watch it rise to flight

Onto the rising air
Onto the rising air
Onto the rising air and we both fly

Onto the rising air
Onto the rising air
Come to my side and beg me for my reasons