A bird flies out and over the rooftops
Down past the
You got to taste sometimes don't you?
Of that tender kind
Just about the time
Your heart breaks like a wheel
Not in
It's not now or never
It's not black, and it's not
When everyone has gone to sleep
And you are wide awake.
Theres
You worry on
Hurting anybody anymore
You worry on
Small comfort
One of us
If I don't stand out like a star among the
Seven times I went down
Six times I walked back
And I
He said, go round the back way
He said, avoid the
Like water swirling cold into warm
Our eyes were turning before
We did not ask how things were defined
Some pieces were
I picked this yellow for my cutians
It's warm and true
And
I will be the gladdest thing under the sun
I will
Turning like a leaf in changing weather
Feathering down to the
she said it's a shame
about the weather nothing for
the blues
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