Like Pegasus Comes Sweeping

You may be entertained by this possible brain teaser, or you may be familiar with the artist in question. With preliminaries aside, let me get straight to the point. There is a song. I found it pretty. I’m unable to ascertain who sang it or what it is called. Perhaps you can help me.

I listen to recordings of Over The Edge, a semi-weekly radio series that’s been going on for decades, currently available online at archive.org or kpfa.org if you wish to explore them yourself and I strongly encourage it. They’re great to have in the background while playing games with repetitive unnecessary audio, or just puttering around the house doing chores. One episode in particular is dubbed Star Wars  and was originally broadcast in 1986. Perhaps long winded discussion about the episode itself would be entertaining for some to explore, but I’m particularly interested for purposes of this inquiry, in the acoustic song that begins at the two hours and forty-six minute (2:46:00) mark. A female vocalist sings over guitars, percussion and orchestral accompaniment. Now, the late great Don Joyce was notorious for not bothering to notate artist and title for most of the material he played, as doing so detracted from the stream of conscious feeling of the sound paintings that are Over The Edge. Previously when I’m curious where something in an OTE episode comes from I can just simply google bits of dialogue or lyrics and find some information, but this time I was unsuccessful. Lyrics are below. If you can provide any information about the artist or the song I’d appreciate it. Think of it as a mental exercise. Perhaps you have better ways of researching or “googling” than i do.

What follows are the lyrics as best I could transcribe them. I made my best guesses but am aware they’re not accurate. Portions are garbled by other sound artifacts or recording issues and I listened to a lot of heavy metal in my youth. They will not be 100% perfect.

There’s been no rain for ninety days Dare you keep the score
No face the burning rain Another six or more
Wind comes up in the afternoon Hear it through the trees
Like pipes that play an ancient tune of travelers on the sea
Nations turn to darkened dreams Sunlight turns to haze
The ground is tearing at the seams They’re numbering the days
Like Pegasus comes sweeping down Carrying me away
High above the roaring sounds that and a come today
Across the past and rolling hills through waving grass
That come to blow me away. blow me away
In [garbled] and prairie fires The golden legacy
Memories of man’s desires go rolling out to sea
Like Pegasus comes sweeping down Carrying me away
High above the roaring sounds that and a come today
Across the past and rolling hills through waving grass
That come to blow me away. blow me away

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