Oh, the lights that line the mirror glow so faint and cold

Cast a shadow of a man whose story's never told

With his head held in his hands, burdens he can't show

He looks so tired, growing old from life out on the road

I wonder if that silver eagle took him where he planned

Did it lift him high or leave him with the dust of shifting sands?

Was the journey worth the weight of dreams that never land?

I wonder if that silver eagle took him where he planned

Oh, the whispers of the highway echo through his chest

A voice that once was fearless now just longs for rest

The miles behind him linger like a ghostly hand

But he still chases sunsets, trying to understand

I wonder if that silver eagle took him where he planned

Did it lift him high or leave him with the dust of shifting sands?

Was the journey worth the weight of dreams that never land?

I wonder if that silver eagle took him where he planned

The mirror tells a story etched in every line

Of a man who gave the years away, days in borrowed time

But in the stillness of the night, does he hear a band?

Or just the silence of the road that never took his hand

I wonder if that silver eagle took him where he planned

Did it lift him high or leave him with the dust of shifting sands?

Was the journey worth the weight of dreams that never land?

I wonder if that silver eagle took him where he planned

I wonder if that silver eagle took him where he planned

Did it lift him high or leave him with the dust of shifting sands?

Was the journey worth the weight of dreams that never land?

I wonder if that silver eagle took him where he planned