End of the day real quiet, Florida gulf coast
Night is falling, through a fire filled sky
Osprey soars in the distance, smooth as a straight razor
Cutting the sun as he flies, cutting the sun as he flies
Flying free, free as the wind
Flying free, free as the wind
Bird in a cage, is prisoner forever
Time and time again, I spread my wings
Kept my eyes open, for signs that led to the exit
I wanted my life to sing, I wanted my life to sing
Flying free, free as the wind
Flying free, free as the wind
Birds on the wing, they know the reason they’re flying
My only reason, was to run and run
Osprey’s heading straight to the nest he created
I leave the beach, heading to no one, to no one
Flying free, free as the wind
Flying free, free as the wind
All songs ©2019-2026 Bill Soden
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Recorded & mixed by Tom Mandel, NYC