The Alan Parsons Project

The Eagle Will Rise Again

Written by Eric Woolfson and Alan Parsons

And I, could easily fall from grace

Then another would take my place

For the chance to behold your face

And the days, of my life are but grains of sand

As they fall from your open hand

At the call of the wind's command


Many words are spoken when there's nothing to say

They fall upon the ears of those who don't know the way

To read between the lines, that lead between the lines, that lead me to you

All that I ask you

Is, show me how to follow you and I'll obey

Teach me how to reach you I can't find my own way

Let me see the light, let me be the light


As the sun turns slowly around the sky

Till the shadow of night is high

The eagle will learn to fly


And the days of his life are but grains of sand

As they fall from your open hand

And vanish upon the land


Many words are spoken when there's nothing to say

They fall upon the ears of those who don't know the way

To read between the lines, by following the signs that can lead to you

But show me how to follow you and I'll obey

Teach me how to reach you I can't find my own way

Let me see the light, let me be the light

And so, with no warning, no last goodbye

In the dawn of the morning sky

The eagle will rise again



Song copyright 1977 Woolfsongs Ltd./Career Music Inc.

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