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Little Bird +jo

2 Mar ’12
Jo Arellanes | Atlanta Photographer

{lyrics:    lisa miskovsky
photos:+jo}

Oh my little bird what have you done?
Fell in love with Mr. Setting Sun
So beautiful you made the sky your own
then it disappeared left you alone

You sang your song, you searched the blackest sky
You searched the stars, you lost your will to fly
And then the rain came pouring from a cloud
You begged the wind for mercy, blow out loud

Can you hear it, can you hear it too
Can you hear it, can hear it too
I know you fear it, I am here with you now

The wind was moving far, was coming closer
The clouds were turning raindrops in to sleep
See this white light, baby please, shadow’s leaving with no names
We’re burning with a fever I can feel
You burning with a fever that is real

Can you hear it, can you hear it too
Can you hear it, can hear it too
I know you fear it, I am here with you

Little bird you came a bit to close
(I am here with you)
It’s hard to reach the one you love the most
(I am here with you)
And there’s a part of you in everyone
(I am here with you)
there’s always the setting sun

 

 

 

I can feel it, I know you feel it too
You’re stuck with me, cause I believe in you
You’re secret me, might have sees it too
and You got it, I got this fever too
and can you hear me, I know you fear it too

(Oh my little bird what have you done?
Fell in love with Mr. Setting Sun)

~*~

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