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作词 : Linkous |
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every hair on your head is counted |
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you are worth hundreds of sparrows |
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the tree you planted has become fecund |
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with kamikaze hummingbirds |
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wings of hundreds of beats per second |
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of people whose wings are just a blur |
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afraid our eyes might become impaled |
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by their sharp and tiny beaks |
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I\'m so sorry |
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my spirit\'s rarely in my body |
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it wanders through the dry country |
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looking for a good place to rest |
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your head upon my chest |
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and I can feel the pillow of your breast |
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you are worth hundreds of sparrows |
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