The smell of man that now scents your wings and with that, brings a change in things Banished forever from the sacred nest On your snow-white breast I feel there's still unrest
Five hundred midnights since have passed Wax burnt my finger like a clear blue flame
N' I call your name, darlin' one
I cupped my hands around you and I swore you would fly My tears fell through the dirt as I heaved you to the sky
and I heard, "Darlin' one Hey, darlin', darlin', darlin' one"
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