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I was waken late the other night |
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There was a bird trapped in my heart |
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I tried to open up and let it out |
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Before it tore my chest apart |
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I tossed and turned, |
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I prayed for it to stop |
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I scratched my face an' tore my sheets |
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But I was way too late, my heart was gone |
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And in its place these bird wings beat |
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And I was waken from a day to day dream |
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There was a bird trapped in my mind |
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I tried to open up and let it out |
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But there was no use in tryin' |
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And where |
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I once had a head full of thoughts |
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Of happiness and daily things |
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There is only strange darkness now |
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And in the darkness this bird sings |
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I'm comin' down the mountain |
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I've been comin' for some time |
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I'm comin' down the mountain |
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And this whole dark valley is mine |
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Oh Ballerina, where have you gone |
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I've been dreamin' of you |
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Honey, where have you gone |
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Oh Ballerina, where have you gone |
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I've been dreamin' of you |
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Since the day you were born, yeah |
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Oh my, yeah |
