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©2002 - Music by Leila Vey, Lyrics by Liisa Vanderkuur Listen to Preview
Learn more about this song One tragic Sunday afternoon a drunk driver crossed the line.
A friend had tried to stop him, but he said that he was fine.
A father and his son were lost; they didn't have a voice.
Two were injured, three were killed by one man's selfish choice. Struggling with her grief and trying hard to understand,
A woman looked to nature for a sign.
The sight she witnessed helped her sense a gentle, guiding hand,
Showing her that dad and son were fine. CHORUS:
Two great herons flew above; the smaller led the way.
As awesome wings flapped gracefully, the younger seemed to say,
"Come, follow me, Dad, let me show you where to rest.
I'm glad you're with me on this flight to find our safe new nest." Anger swelled up deep inside as lives were torn apart,
They gathered with great grief to say "Goodbye,"
And there they heard her words, and what she said they took to heart.
The message that she brought them made them cry. Chorus Sometimes grace comes from a friend who stretches out a hand.
Sometimes signs in nature somehow help us understand.
Like the thornbird we can sing despite the pain we feel,
Realizing we're not alone, our wounds can start to heal. Chorus (multiple times)
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