A bird fell to earth, reincarnated from her birth.
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She had fodder in her wings.
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She had dust inside her brains.
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She flitted here and there United States, Switzerland, France, England, everywhere.
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With fodder in her wings.
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And dust inside her brains.
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Oh how sad. Oh how sad. Oh how sad.
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She watched the people, how they live.
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They've forgotten how to give.
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They had fodder in they're brains.
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They had dust inside they're wings.
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She watched them how they tried to live.
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They've forgotten how to give.
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They had fodder in they're wings.
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They had dust inside they're brains.
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Oh how sad. Oh how sad. Oh how sad.
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*musical interlude*
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A bird fell to earth, reincarnated from her birth.
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She had fodder in her wings.
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She had dust inside her brains.
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She flitted here and there United States, Switzerland, France, England, everywhere.
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With fodder in her wings.
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And dust inside her brains.
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Oh how sad. Oh how sad. Oh how sad.
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She watched the people, how they live.
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They've forgotten how to give.
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They had fodder in they're brains.
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They had dust inside they're wings.
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She watched them how they tried to live.
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They've forgotten how to give.
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They had fodder in they're wings.
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They had dust inside they're brains.
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Kel Fai. Kel Fai. Kel Fai. *hold last note*
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Fodder in Her Wings
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| Nina Simone |
