LETRA
Use A− / A+ para ajustar a leituraHigh Flying Bird
You wore a little cross of gold around your neckI saw it as you flew between my reasonLike a raven in the night time when you leftI wear a chain upon my wrist that bears no nameYou touched it and you wore itAnd you kept it in your pillow all the sameMy high-flying bird has flown from out my armsI thought myself her keeperShe thought I meant her harmShe thought I was the archerA weather man of wordsBut I could never shoot downMy high-flying birdThe white walls of your dressing room are stained in scarlet redYou bled upon the cold stone like a young manIn the foreign field of deathWouldn't it be wonderful is all I heard you sayYou never closed your eyes at night and learned to love daylight
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