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• the songs • buy here • iTunes • amazon • reviews • credits Hovering, Hoping... In the late 90's, during the long commute to my job writing video game music, I would struggle with where my life was headed, and how stuck I felt. I felt like this job was NOT me, I could almost taste the possibility of something more rewarding, but I couldn't seem to move, I was locked, flighless. The commute itself was ugly, but at one point the freeway passed by a mountain, a glimpse of beauty, of something that lifted my spirits. This song came to me over many days while driving past that mountain towards my everday life... I was pleased beyond measure when my friend and fellow singer Curran Reichert sang this song to a crowd of 100,000 at the Millenium March in Washington, D.C. in 2,000.

Oh, My Wings next song | previous song This text will be replaced by the flash music player. I've been bound to the ground For so, so long Oh my wings Oh my wings I long for my freedom I damn these roots of safety Oh my wings Oh my wings I crawl to the mountain Pray and pray and pray And my heart nearly flies But my feet are blackened anchors They will not leave the ground And my soul is torn in two Oh my wings Oh my wings I have tasted faith I'm tired of my impatience Oh my wings Oh my wings Oh my wings Oh my wings ©1997 Gunnar Madsen Mop Mop Music ASCAP All rights reserved. Used by permission.

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