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Oooh can you see little children rejoicing
Oooh cos they can hear the angels singing

I can hear the angels sing
I can hear the birds echo
I can hear

The Tower

Chris de Burgh

Spanish Train & Other Stories

1976

his plan;
When a white bird flew by she fell from the sky,
Nothing was found, only blood on the ground, she was gone;

Cursing his fortune,
He

Words of love misunderstood in time
Float on hollow waters, on our minds
Holding on to memories of joy
Listening to the sound of your voice
Fly by

covered by His grace
A strong tower is His name
And like a bird we have escaped
Like a bird that's out of a cage we have escaped we have escaped
And like

ask me what I do
Birds eye for the view
Happiness pursuit, yeah
That's the way I move
That's the way I move
Work around the clock, 'cause I got to pay

and held captive while we're pacified

Neutralized as threats
By having us at each others necks
Never stop to check just how blessed we would be
If we were

And he said "now it's dead" and
He hit it on the head
And it fell down a well
And it plummeted to hell
And we heard not a word
But the chirping of a bird

to be brave when facing monsters

Sometimes gruff, sometimes squeaky
Sometimes whispering, or chirping like a bird
Every single word, you read to me with

In the beginning was the Word
By my ears it was unheard
For many years, so many years
The clouds of misty skies
Made me deluded by the lies
And by

week
For now regurgitating words to your baby birds beaks
I find it easy to speak at speak easys
And seek to have my speech leave you uneasy and weak

flesh and bone, woah!
Time again stick to a friend
But in the end fated to pretend
No I won't pretend, my words can offend

Fly little bird, if you feel

34, 34
2 birds, 2 sides of the swingman
3rd time, fuck a charm, this a ring band
Right here when they ask
"Where the king at?"
Chain on a thrift

Yeah! It's your boy, Red
Word up to my cocks in the henhouse
It's about time we put these
Swine in their place uh, uh, uh

Little piggy, little piggy

Words that y'all go by smoke
Keep it professional
If not you can exit, hoe
Don't call me, don't text me, no
I'll hit you back when I'm on the road
She

Way down in the holler where the goldfinch often sing
That's where we sat down by the creek back in my nineteenth spring
You had said I love you

Cages or wings?
Which do you prefer?
Ask the birds
Fear or love, baby?
Don't say the answer
Actions speak louder than words

Why should we try

I gave it my all I gave it everything I got
Everything I had I put it in
I did I swear to God (I swear to God)
You might've not got my words
'Cuz

I'll stand by some water somewhere thinking about his lot
If Paul Gilley wrote the words to the saddest song that Elvis ever heard
Even if he did not
If

red when I came out the blue
I'ma walk right by like I ain't got a clue
I'ma do me, you can do you, boo
I'm sick and tired of lying to you
And if

gunna keep

Bird is the word
Bird is the plan
Go on my own
Turn on the lamp

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the birds and bees
Finally got stung by the birds and bees, yea
A nigga signed sealed delivered
Signed Sealed
Signed Sealed
A nigga signed sealed delivered

Still the bird will fly

I'm still obsessed by the one I love
The one I want to make mine
Before my solitude engulfs me
And the bird of the evenfall
Takes

Great Speckled Bird

Unlinked Artist

Smithsonian Collection of Classic Country Music, Vol. 1

1991

1.What a beautiful thought I am thinking
Concerning a great speckled bird
Remember her name is recorded
On the pages of God's Holy Word.

2. All

Skellig

Loreena McKennitt

The Book of Secrets

1997

O light the candle, John
The daylight has almost gone
The birds have sung their last
The bells call all to mass

Sit here by my side
For