| It makes sense that it should happen this way
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| That the sky should break and the earth should shake
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| As if to say, sure it all matters but in such an unimportant way
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| As if to say, hey, hey
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| Fly away, sweet bird of prey
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| Fly, fly away, nothing can stand in your way
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| Sweet bird, if you knew the words
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| I know that you’d say, fly, fly away
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| In makes sense that it should hurt in this way
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| That my heart should break and my hands should shake
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| As if to say, sure it don’t matter except in the most important way
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| As if to say, hey, hey
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| Fly away, sweet bird of prey
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| Fly, fly away, I won’t stand in your way
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| Sweet bird, if you knew the words
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| I know that you’d say, fly, fly away
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| In makes sense that it should feel just this way
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| That you slowly fade and yet still remain
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| As if to say, everything matters in such an invisible way
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| As if to say, it’s okay, fly away
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| {Bye, bye, goodbye I’m back
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| Am I gonna get sued for saying that?
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| Call me later, see ya, I love you, bye
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| I’m gone, okay} |