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BIRD HAS FLOWN
(Evans/Blackmore/Lord)
For the beggar on his cornerstone
Catches pity in his wrinkled hand
But the robber whose bird has flown
Catches nothing only grains of sand
All the children in the distant house
They have feelings only children know
But the robber whose bird has flown
Catches nothing only flakes of snow
The sensation's not new to you
It's something we all have known
You get it - it goes right through you
Yes it's something we all have known
And the bird it has flown
To a place on it's own
Somewhere all alone
Now the hermit in his lonely cave
Has himself to keep him company
But the robber whose bird has flown
He has heartaches same as you and me
The sensation's not new to you
It's something we all have known
You get it - it goes right through you
Yes it's something we all have known
And the bird it has flown
Now the hermit in his lonely cave
Has himself to keep him company
But the robber whose bird has flown
He has heartaches same as you and me
Oh same as you and me
Yes he's got 'em started.
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