Bright sky blue
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Who now fades too
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Frames birds on the wing
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Whose sweet songs too sad so sing
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Now only an echo in my mind
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As sky fades to black
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I wonder if he'll ever be back
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And if we had ears to hear
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Would we act out of fear
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Or could we realize
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We often grew up believing lies
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Deafened I couldn't hear that birdsong
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Singing truth simple and strong
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My eyes blinded
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By selfish complications
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Bright sky blue
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Will my children's children ever know you
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Those birds on the wing
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Have a song they need to sing
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To their children and my children too
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It's a song of truth
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Unpolluted by time or tongue
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It's a song that tells
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Of all being one
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If you can get past your fear
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It's a song you should hear
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Deafened I could not hear that birdsong
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Singing truth simple and strong
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Blind I could not see that birdsong
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Singing truth simple and strong
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Birdsong (Earth)
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| Angkor Wat |
