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In the early morning light, the river sings to the dawn

and eagles shake the sleep from their wings

and cry out as they take flight.

In this paradise, along the shores of Howe Sound

the eagles come to hunt, the people come from around

The Shannon Falls flow endlessly

the Chief stands tall in Sea to Sky country.

Mountain, sea and sky

where the eagles fly.

In the winter, thousands make this their home.

Mountain, sea and sky

where the eagles fly.

Brackendale’s the place they soar so high.

The salmon have returned to spawn,

their life begins once again.

The eagles follow the salmon run

from Alaska to B.C. - they have no boundaries.

They listen to the ancient song, they circle, soar so free

and Garabaldi watches over all

the rivers run to the sea.