I've been told that it's just the way life goes.
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Once the wildest river is now a trickle to the sea.
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The peak we risk our lives to scale becomes dirt beneath our feet.
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The wisdom of a life time always disappears untapped.
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Paradise once given will always be taken back.
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And the love you hang your life upon will start to slowly crack.
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I have seen people suffocate the dream.
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Forgetting to turn that one last time while she watches through the door.
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Focusing on the garbage that she use to ignore.
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Thinking she looks so beautiful but not yelling it out loud.
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He should have thought to kiss her before he headed out.
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Just forgetting how fucking lucky you are to have found her in such a crowd.
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But we've seen a cloud of starlings rising on a crisp autumn day.
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We were handed the weight of a child sleeping and bore her away.
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We've tasted the tears that fall when saying goodbye forever.
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And we've seen the silver from a waxing moon wash upon the shore.
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I have heard about the lives of small swift birds.
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They dazzle with their colour and their deftness through the air.
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Just a simple glimpse will keep you simply standing there.
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Legendary journeys made on fragile hollow wings.
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The night skies rich with whistling each and every spring.
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And then there's the day we look for them and can't find them anywhere.
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I've been told that it's just the way life goes.
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Small Swift Birds
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