When I think of heaven
Deliver me in a black-winged bird
I think of flying down into a sea of pins and feathers
And all other instruments of faith and sex and God
In the belly of a black-winged bird...
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| One for Sorrow |
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| Two for Joy |
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| Three for Girls |
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| Four for Boys |
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| Five for Silver |
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| Six for Gold |
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| Seven for a Secret Never to Be Told |
There's a bird that nests inside you
Sleeping underneath your skin
When you open up your wings to speak
I wish you'd let me in
Lyrics from Counting Crows, August and Everything After
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