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A bird fell to earth, reincarnated from her birth. |
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She had fodder in her wings. |
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She had dust inside her brains. |
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She flitted here and there |
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United States, Switzerland, France, England, everywhere. |
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With fodder in her wings. |
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And dust inside her brains. |
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Oh how sad. Oh how sad. Oh how sad. |
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She watched the people, how they live. |
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They've forgotten how to give. |
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They had fodder in they're brains. |
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They had dust inside they're wings. |
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She watched them how they tried to live. |
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They've forgotten how to give. |
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They had fodder in they're wings. |
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They had dust inside they're brains. |
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Oh how sad. Oh how sad. Oh how sad. |
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A bird fell to earth, reincarnated from her birth. |
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She had fodder in her wings. |
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She had dust inside her brains. |
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She flitted here and there |
|
United States, Switzerland, France, England, everywhere. |
|
With fodder in her wings. |
|
And dust inside her brains. |
|
Oh how sad. Oh how sad. Oh how sad. |
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She watched the people, how they live. |
|
They've forgotten how to give. |
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They had fodder in they're brains. |
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They had dust inside they're wings. |
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She watched them how they tried to live. |
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They've forgotten how to give. |
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They had fodder in they're wings. |
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They had dust inside they're brains. |
