Most songs that I write are based out of some experience I've had, sometimes something small that inspires a much bigger idea and sometimes it's something so big that it takes several songs to fully communicate it. Most of the time, it comes from such a private and vulnerable place that I don't tell the story behind it. In the case of the following song, however, there is a story I feel should be told.
In September of 2008 my cousin, who was serving in the 101st infantry in Iraq, was killed in action. A month later, my grandfather who was completely distraught over my cousin's death, died in a car accident. Understandably, this series of events shook my family pretty deeply but we were finally able to get some closure when their ashes were spread at Hahn's Peak in Colorado. I wasn't there but the story is that just as the ashes were spread two Bald Eagles flew overhead. I felt this send off was so fitting and was so moved by it that I wrote this song: On Wings of an Eagle On wings of an eagle Take him to a place he can soar Fly him away to a place he can’t hurt anymore On wings of an eagle fly him to where he can dream Where his grandchildren’s laughter fills the air a place, far away though it may seem Let him watch over his family all day at his favorite fishing stream Let there be peace if only for a moment Let there be harmony Stop the war and let us sing The world is a quieter place since you left on eagle's wings On wings of an eagle Let him find peace in a place far away where his mind can rest at ease On wings of an eagle take him where a hero belongs In the sweet absence of war let him hear the world’s songs Give him a soldier’s goodbye a place void of this worlds wrongs Let there be peace if only for a moment Let there be harmony Stop the war and let us sing The world is a quieter place since you left on eagle's wings When the years have past and the eagle long since flown We won’t forget the legacy of those we’ve known So let there be peace if only for a moment Let there be harmony stop the war and let us sing The world is a quieter place since you left on eagle's wings © Jessica Rose Greenwood, 2009
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