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A LONESOME BIRD, PASSES BY

FLYING GENTLY THROUGH THE BLUE SKY

A LONESOME BIRD, AS I CAN SEE

IS LANDING ON THE HIGHEST APPLE TREE

IT LOOKS AROUND, FROM HIS HIGH SPOT

SPOTTING ME AS I SIT

DOWN IN THE GRASS

IT LOOKS AT ME, I WAVE MY HAND

I ASK IT TO TELL ME STORIES

OF THE BLESSED LAND

I LOOK AT IT, I BOW MY HEAD

I WANT IT TO TELL ME WHEN I'LL BE DEAD

A LONESOME BIRD, LOOKS AT ME

STILL SITTING ON THE APPLE TREE

HEY LONESOME BIRD, WITH EYES SO COLD

TELL ME WHY THE FLOWERS GROW!

WHO ARE YOU AND WHERE ARE YOU FROM?

HOW DARE YOU MOCK ME ALL DAY LONG

I RULE THE SKIES SO BLUE

STAY DOWN THERE IN THE MUD

YOU WORMLIKE SCUM!

HAUNTING WORDS, BUT YET SO TRUE

THE BIRD IS RIGHT, I KNOW IT ALL

MY HANDS ARE SHAKING

MY ANGER'S GROWING

I GRAB A STONE

WANNA SEE THE BIRD'S BLOOD FLOWING

THE LONESOME BIRD, AS YOU CAN SEE

IS FLYING AWAY OVER THE NEARBY SEA

I TRIED TO REACH, I TRIED TO LIFT

BUT A FEW MOMENTS LATER

I FELL DOWN THE CLIFF...