The sparrow sings the sparrow flies * With mighty wings he reaches As high as any other bird He's shouting hurry to all the earth
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A wealth of silence will descend upon the town In course of the everning The thought has troubled me before I know alone I need a sound to fill each moment I had to find it out my way They couldn't stop me leaving As though the old bird could not sing They let me go believing
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Throgh the blue and hazy drift of after two A saxophone is moaning I rise and step into the cool night heaven