Francesco Bonifazi
Wings of Gold
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Framed by a window - in a dream.
Nature's beauty - or my fantasy?
A voice I hears calls me.
The mountain & the stream & the valley so serence.

The snow is falling - white on green.
The wind is howling - cold & mean.
But a voice I hear still calls me.
To the mountain & the stream & the valley so serence.

I want to reach out and grab hold.
Take it all into my soul.
Getting old, I can see.
These wings of gold all around me.

We come & go like the wind & the snow.
And our time is not that long.
But we listen, we might hear.
The mountain & the stream & the valley as they sing.

Spring's a coming around the bend.
And the stream will flow again.
All these things are inside of me.
Gives me hope - sets me free.

VERSE - Guitar solo

VERSE 3 repeated
CHORUS repeated

I want to reach out and take hold of those wings of gold wrapped around me.

Short Song Description:
An introspective look at getting old and seeing all the wonderful things around you that you migh have missed early on.
Long Song Description:
This is a spiritual reflection but not explicitly a religious message.
Story Behind the Song:
It tool almost a whole lifetime to come up with this song....but only a few hours to write it.
Lyric Credits: Francesco Bonifazi
Music Credits: Francesco Bonifazi
Producer Credits: Francesco Bonifazi
Publisher Credits: Francesco Bonifazi
Performance Credits: Francesco Bonifazi
Label Credits: Whistling Troubadour Music
Song Length: 3:09
Primary Genre: Folk-Country
Secondary Genre: Country-Rock
Tempo / Feel: Slow (71 - 90)
Lead Vocal: Male Vocal
Subject Matter 1: Life
Subject Matter 2: Spirituality
Mood 1: Serene
Mood 2: Content
Similar Artist 1: Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young
Similar Artist 2: Jack Johnson
Language: English
Era: 2000 and later