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If I was a bird

If I was a bird
I would fly high over the world
Come home at night to your garden
Build a nest among the branches
And I'll comb your hair with my beak

But you wanted me to be a girl
Without feathers without urge
Then my wings quick dissappeared
And left was only fear
And I proclaim the reason why I'll have to fly

-The Knife-

Here comes a Regular

Loveless

Fragile Swallow

Just as sudden the winds
cease to move, and I find
myself no longer flying,
but falling down to the bleak earth.


I am a fragile swallow falling.