Grant Lee Phillips
great horned owl
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Thereâs a valley where you walk
A mountain where you dream
Youâre my great horned owl
You fly in-between
What may come to pass
What is yet to be
Appears to you in colors that
Others cannot see
When Iâm fast asleep
You are on the prowl
And with your books and tape
Youâre my great horned owl
See you in the dusk
Sun is almost down
You are rising for the hunt
Youâre my great horned owl
Youâre my great horned owl
Youâre wrestling the years
Winds are bound to hell
Fear the storm that stays away
Youâre my great horned owl
Thereâs a valley where you walk
A mountain where you dream
Youâre my great horned owl
You fly in-between
You fly in-between
You fly in-between
You fly in-between