From the recording It's a Very Good Life
Lyrics
Flowers of the Wild Prairie
by Tara Caldwell and Ed Johnson
Mile after mile after mile as the trumpeters fly
They weave iris, bluebell and lavender veils in the sky
The Great Northern Plain shimmers with light
The swans dip their heads and search through the night
And she knows she is dreaming but somehow it seems
That she is enfolded inside their great wings
CHORUS She is carried away on the wind
She is glorious and free
Lifted up into that wide Alberta sky
Flying with the flowers of the wild prairie
The wildflower fields of her childhood are blooming again
She sees acres and acres of meadow stars ablaze in the sand
The bellflowers stand on the tips of their toes
Then lay down their crown to salute the wild rose
There’s an altar of crocus on a blanket of snow
While wave after wave of flax bend and blow
CHORUS
BRIDGE Oh, she says, Oh I see
The swans have come, they’ve come for me
CHORUS