This is a hymn for the times, a prayer for courage.
Recorded in the dining room of Willingdon Acres, using a highly advanced, state-of-the-art telephone system and an all-canine tech crew.
Beneath My Wings
Your endless body under mine
When we move we move in time
And flow like water o’er everything
You say come, lay beneath my wings
My feet are aching, my body worn
All my wanting to you I’ve sworn
And when I tire, and when I sing
Tell me come, lay beneath my wings
Oh run through me, and make me shine
I am in your hands, now come through mine
And when I stray or lose my way
Tell me come, lay beneath my wings
Lyrics and music (c)Kesia Nagata
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