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The birds they sang, at break of day
Start again I hear them say
It's so hard to just walk away
The birds they sang, all a choir
Start again a little higher
It's a spark in a sea of gray
The sky is blue dream that lie 'till it's true
Then taken back the punch I threw
My arms turn in oh, those clumsy things
Send me up to that wonderful world
And then I'm up with the birds
Might have to go
Where they don't know my name
Float all over the world
Just to see her again
And I won't show or feel any pain
Even though all my armor might rust in the rain
A simple plot
But I know one day
Good things are coming our way
A simple plot
But I know one day
Good things are coming our way
Oh, yeah
Start again I hear them say
It's so hard to just walk away
The birds they sang, all a choir
Start again a little higher
It's a spark in a sea of gray
The sky is blue dream that lie 'till it's true
Then taken back the punch I threw
My arms turn in oh, those clumsy things
Send me up to that wonderful world
And then I'm up with the birds
Might have to go
Where they don't know my name
Float all over the world
Just to see her again
And I won't show or feel any pain
Even though all my armor might rust in the rain
A simple plot
But I know one day
Good things are coming our way
A simple plot
But I know one day
Good things are coming our way
Oh, yeah
Lyrics submitted by rorow1, edited by Mellow_Harsher, tno2007, fergo93
Track duration: 03:46
"Up With the Birds" as written by Christopher Anthony John Martin, Guy Rupert Berryman, Jonathan Mark Buckland, William Champion, Leonard Cohen, Brian Eno
Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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Beautiful song, I feel myself accepting my own life situations and starting again, what's done is done. And trying so very hard to live right there in the moment. I'm making a good go of it.