Was it sparkling?
The sound of birds singing
Here’s a piece of the broken dream
Pick it up
The sound of birds singing
Here’s a piece of the broken dream
Pick it up
When the sea swallows me in the dark night
I want to cry again
I swear I swear
When the song spits me out in the morning sun
I want to fly again
I swear I swear
Blue bird! Blue bird!
Come, get your life!
Believe you’re be alright
Blue bird! Blue bird!
Come, get your life!
Believe you’re be alright
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