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Snow Is Gone
birds beneath my window dustying their wings upon the lawn
I hear them in the morning light giving last amen to a migratory song
they're never looking round for me—their eyes are on the sky or the ground below
but I'd rather be the one who loves than to be loved and never even know
hello blackbird hello starling
winter's over be my darling
it's been a long time coming
but now the snow is gone
you were beautiful when I first saw your feathers and confectionery airs
like the earth it up and promised you the stars but you really didn't care
I sang in exultation pulled the stops—you always looked a little bored
but I'm singing for the love of it—have mercy on the man who sings to be adored
hello blackbird hello starling
winter's over be my darling
it's been a long time coming
but now the snow is gone
OOOOOOOOH!
I'm underneath your window now—it's long after the birds have gone to roost
and I'm not sure if I'm singing for the love of it or for the love of you
but I've flown a long way honey hear my confession then I'll go
I'd rather be the one who loves than to be loved and never even know
hello brown one hello blue one
last night's feathers exchanged for new ones
hello blackbird hello starling
winter's over be my darling
it's been a long time coming
but now the snow is gone
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but now the snow is gone
it's been a long time coming
winter's over be my darling
hello blackbird hello starling
last night's feathers exchanged for new ones
hello brown one hello blue one
I'd rather be the one who loves than to be loved and never even know
but I've flown a long way honey hear my confession then I'll go
and I'm not sure if I'm singing for the love of it or for the love of you
I'm underneath your window now—it's long after the birds have gone to roost
OOOOOOOOH!
but now the snow is gone
it's been a long time coming
winter's over be my darling
hello blackbird hello starling
but I'm singing for the love of it—have mercy on the man who sings to be adored
I sang in exultation pulled the stops—you always looked a little bored
like the earth it up and promised you the stars but you really didn't care
you were beautiful when I first saw your feathers and confectionery airs
but now the snow is gone
it's been a long time coming
winter's over be my darling
hello blackbird hello starling
but I'd rather be the one who loves than to be loved and never even know
they're never looking round for me—their eyes are on the sky or the ground below
I hear them in the morning light giving last amen to a migratory song
birds beneath my window dustying their wings upon the lawn
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| SSnow IIs GGone |
| now s one |
| nSow sI oGne |
| znow js hone |
| zSnow jIs hGone |
| Sznow Ijs Ghone |
| wnow 9s yone |
| wSnow 9Is yGone |
| Swnow I9s Gyone |
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| dnow ls bone |
| dSnow lIs bGone |
| Sdnow Ils Gbone |
| enow os vone |
| eSnow oIs vGone |
| Senow Ios Gvone |
| xnow ks fone |
| xSnow kIs fGone |
| Sxnow Iks Gfone |
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| anow 8s tone |
| aSnow 8Is tGone |
| Sanow I8s Gtone |
| Snnow us Goone |
| Sow uIs Gne |
| Sonw Ius Gnoe |
| Smow Iss Gkne |
| Smnow I Gkone |
| Snmow Is Gokne |
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| Show Iz G9ne |
| Shnow Izs G9one |
| Snhow Isz Go9ne |
| Sjow Iw G0ne |
| Sjnow Iws G0one |
| Snjow Isw Go0ne |
| Sbow Id Glne |
| Sbnow Ids Glone |
| Snbow Isd Golne |
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| Snoow Ie Gine |
| Snw Ies Gione |
| Snwo Ise Goine |
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