Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Bic Runga - Birds

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  1. Take your time, make peace with the day/Lie on the ground, think of me/And nevermind what people will say, talking is thoughtless and cheap/I only said it to be kind, I won't pretend to be naive/And thoughts arrive like leaves on a page, trying and hoping to be/You and I like birds in a cage, dreaming how once we were free/The evening closes on the light/I saw you hiding in the eaves/Don't leave me hanging on the wire, a shadow underneath the trees/I only want you to be mine/I only want you to be free/If either one of us is right, it must be seen to be believed

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