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Lisa Hannigan
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Little Bird
Walking round Chicago, I have smuggled you as cargo, though you are far away unknowing. By the time we get to Salt Lake I have packed you in my suitcase, ironed the creases from my own remembering.
She said Bird, why?
We wound our way to Texas and I summoned remote hexes and I sent them across dust and oceans. In Phoenix, Arizona I had the notion I might phone you, but there it lived and died, a notion.
更多更详尽歌词 在 ※ Mojim.com 魔镜歌词网 She said Bird, why? I said Bird, why? Oh my satellite, oh my passenger.
We came up on Ohio, I have you chewed on like a biro. You are a sum I am no closer to deciphering. We came to Minneapolis, all fizzy blood and twitchy fists. I buried you in a day of snowing.
She said Bird, why? I said Bird, why? Oh my satellite, oh my passenger. Oh my satellite, oh my passenger.
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