Interpret:

John Denver

Album:

The Flower That Shattered The Stone

Horses are creatures who worship the earth 
 As they gallop on feet of ivory 
 Constrained by the wonder of dying and birth 
 The horses still run, they are free 


 My body is merely the shell of my soul 
 But the flesh must be given its due 
 Like a pony that carries its rider back home 
 Like an old friend thats tried and been true 


 I had a vision of eagles and horses 
 High on a ridge in a race with the wind 
 Going higher and higher and faster and faster 
 On eagles and horses Im flying again 


 Eagles inhabit the heavenly heights 
 They know neither limit nor bound 
 Theyre the guardian angels of darkness and light 
 They see all and hear every sound 


 My spirit will never be broken or caught 
 For the soul is a free-flowing thing 
 Like an eagle that needs neither comfort nor thought 
 To rise up on glorious wings 


 I had a vision of eagles and horses 
 High on a ridge in a race with the wind 
 Going higher and higher and faster and faster 
 On eagles and horses Im flying again 


 My body is merely the shell of my soul 
 But the flesh must be given its due 
 Like a pony that carries its master back home 
 Like an old thats tried and been true 


 My spirit will never be broken or caught 
 For the soul is a free-flowing thing 
 Like an eagle that needs neither comfort nor thought 
 To rise up on glorious wings 


 I had a vision of eagles and horses 
 High on a ridge in a race with the wind 
 Going higher and higher and faster and faster 
 On eagles and horses Im flying again