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P. D. Kai Swigart © 2002

So far away, where has my angel drifted,
On the winds of war, across the sea,
Her wings were scarred, by ignorance and hatred,
Will she ever find her way back home to me?
They sacrifice and they pay the price for me,
They are the heroes, saints, and angels of a land called free,
They leave their husbands, wives, and kids for you and me,
They are the heroes, saints, and angels of a land called free.
My Daddy’s gone, why did he have to leave me?
He gave his life for what he believed.
We miss him bad, and we’ll be proud forever.
Won’t you sing my Daddy’s song with my Mom and me.
They sacrifice and they pay the price for me.
They are the heroes, saints, and angels of a land called free.
They leave their husbands, wives, and kids for you and me.
They are the heroes, saints, and angels of a land called free.
Sometimes we take for granted all the things you do.
We stand united as we praise and honor you.
My husband’s lost, they say he’s missing somewhere,
With a broken heart, I cry myself to sleep,
But my faith is strong, and I’ll keep on believin’
‘Cause I’m a woman, proud and strong, and my love runs deep.
They sacrifice and they pay the price for me.
They are the heroes, saints, and angels of a land called free.
They leave their husbands, wives, and kids for you and me.
They are the heroes, saints and angels of a land called free.

P. D. Kai Swigart © 2002

The light shining through the morning sun is the light from your heart,
It’s a sacred light, won’t you let it shine.
It painted the rainbows and the wind, like a natural art,
It’s a guiding light, won’t you let it shine.
The voice crying through the sea wind’s song is the voice of your soul,
It’s a sacred voice, won’t you sing it’s song.
It speaks through the thunder and the fire, and the galaxy’s pull,
It’s a cosmic voice, won’t you sing it’s song?
You are my friend, a quiet angel,
You lift me up, and beside me stand,
You help my doubting wings remember,
You keep the faith, then you take my hand.
The power that makes the ocean waves is the power of love,
It’s a sacred power, won’t you let it flow.
It sculpted the earth, the sky, the sun, and the stars up above,
It’s a healing power, won’t you let it flow.
You are my friend, a quiet angel,
You lift me up, then beside me stand,
You help my doubting wings remember,
You keep the faith, then you take my hand.