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I had my eyes closed
Turned a blind eye to the ways
And as years go by
So they say nothing stays the same
Disappointment weighs heavier
Than apologies could ever
And love is no unwavering truth
But a gift of time that you must treat
Like a rare bird

So i will learn to become
An ornithologist for you
Though i’m weak and i’m numb
And i’m an addict to oblivion
And as you’re having my heart
And i would always regret
I gotta face my fears
So i will never forget

That my hands were made
To build you a home
And my eyes will wake
When you walk through the storm

And as i open my eyes
I could tell a swift from a swallow
And at the northern shore
The wild bird has got a name

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