I hear a bird chirping, up in the sky
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I'd like to be free like that spread my wings so high
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I see the river flowing water running by
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I'd like to be that river, see what I might find
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I feel the wind a blowin', slowly changing time
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I'd like to be that wind, I'd swirl and the shape sky
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I smell the flowers blooming, opening for spring
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I'd like to be those flowers, open to everything
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I feel the seasons change, the leaves, the snow and sun
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I'd like to be those seasons, made up and undone
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I taste the living earth, the seeds that grow within
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I'd like to be that earth, a home where life begins
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I see the moon a risin', reaching into night
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I'd like to be that moon, a knowing glowing light
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I know the silence as the world begins to wake
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I'd like to be that silence as the morning breaks
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Bird Song
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| The Wailin' Jennys |
