(Once) They Were Eagles

No more rain, out in the cold

November gone, shatter all the bold

Gathering pure sleep, their eyes betrayed

Wings are in distress

No lost curtains falls

They were eagles

They were eagles

Pure reflections memories in a haze

Tied to the ground, Forced to bow,

You may see dancing faces

Wings are in distress

Still the spell fades

They were eagles

They were eagles