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作曲 : Halie Loren Smith |
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作词 : Halie Loren Smith |
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In a world before maps, holding breadcrumbs of courage, |
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we ran into the day — |
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trying to catch wild birds with our tiny bare hands |
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and an open-door cage. |
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Like many adventurers, I soon discovered that fate |
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wasn’t always a friend. |
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Under swaying trees, gravity conjured the scar on my knee |
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and a lesson remembered: |
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That the wild birds belong to no one. |
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And the child learned Nature will humble us all in the end. |
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We sat on that stone by the ocean for years without fear, |
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without thinking at all. |
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We cried at the news that it became a burial ground |
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when the sea came to call. |
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That night, the seagulls were glowing like angels sent down |
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to comfort our souls — |
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with the moon and two new burning bright stars aglow on the waves |
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eternally rolling. |
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And the wild birds belong to no one. |
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And the tide turns forever, finding us all in the end. |
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Are we the only ones who don’t understand |
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we’re but shadows upon an eternal land? |
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Are we the only ones who don’t understand |
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we’re but shadows upon an eternal land? |
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Weaving through miles of darkness and canyons, |
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in need of just getting lost… |
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to find us a place we could patch up our hearts |
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where no one would tally the cost. |
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Down by a crystalline river, a broken-winged dove |
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sat alone on the bank… |
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We kept watch until nightfall, but knew it was out of our hands — |
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some things we can’t make right. |
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And the wild birds belong to no one. |
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And the wild birds, they live the language of Letting Go. |
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The wild birds belong to no one. |
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Oh, the wild birds can show us everything we need to know. |
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Written by Halie Loren |
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© 2017 Jammin’ Salmon Music (ASCAP) |
