domingo, 3 de julho de 2011


Ghost figures of past present future haunting the heart....

When I would play my song
You used to sing along
I always seem to forget
How fragile are the very strong

I'm sorry I can't steal you, I'm sorry I can't stay
So I'll put band aids on your knees
and watch you fly away

I'm sending you away tonight
I'll put you on a bird's strong wing
I'm saving you the best way I know how
I hope again one day to hear you sing

You know we're not so far away
Get on a boat, get on a train
And if you ever think you're drowning
I'll try to slow the rain...

(Ingrid Michaelson, Bird's Song)

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