LEARNING TO FLY (© Words and music by Paul F. Cowlan )

This song is for Gabriele. Heroism doesn’t necessarily consist in hi-tech, blood-lust and heavy armour.


Learning to fly is walking on air.
Nobody cares if you fall.
Only a true believer
would dream of doing it at all.

I’ve seen you tremble on the mountain,
I’ve seen the tears in your eye,
when you tell me how much you fear the darkness;
but you’re still brave enough to try.

First time it’s once around the houses.
The second time, you’ve never flown so high.
Every day I see you growing stronger.
You’ll soon be taking to the sky,
and the world will see you fly.

Every day you grow a little stronger.
Learning to fly.