Four Birds by Simon Joyner
Four Birds by Simon Joyner

Four Birds

Simon Joyner * Track #7 On Lost With the Lights On

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Four Birds Lyrics

Pull up a chair and listen
You can pay the floor attention
I'm leaving you this cushion
Something soft in times of friction

Sara don't be sorry
You were not born to marry
And soon you'll find your body
Where my love had it buried

The rain is making music
With the sidewalk and the bushes
But don't attempt to own it
Just listen for a moment

Sara don't be nervous
I wasn't born in a tempest
You know I came from my mother's womb
I can gracefully leave a room

The blackbird came and told me
My field is lying fallow
The robin has reminded me
The old oak tree is hollow

The bluebird said that love is dead
And everything else is sorrow
But the cardinal's song was
"Easy child, let's wait until tomorrow"

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