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  1. Soar

From the recording Soar

For my daughter, Jazz.    SOAR, BABY!

Lyrics

SOAR
 
Italian cream skin, olive green eyes
Gaugin model from the Polynesian isles
Sings with her soul, leads with her heart
Food box to go becomes a greeting card
 
            She keeps to the side that’s sunny
            She’s not bent to melancholy woes
            And there’s been more times than once she’s   
            Kept my heart from turning cold
 
She’s my homing dove
She’s on the ground
She won’t stay down
 
            She keeps to the side that’s sunny
            She’s not bent to melancholy
            And there’s been more times than once she’s   
            Kept my heart from turning cold
 
She lifts her wings; she waves goodbye
She’s gonna try for more
Not just to fly, but soar.