Woven Hand - White Bird Lyrics

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These thoughts of you
They are a gift
The smell of you
On the winds due shift
Behind a chosen curtain
I'm set adrift
The talk of you still on my lips
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You come from
Another place in my chest
Golden brown and wooden burled
'Til we have faces in this world
An if I hear an do not do
How can I look after you
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Every white bird
At the top of your voice
This days tear
Watch me run
She never grows
Faint in the try
Distant and blurred to my swing eye
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These thoughts of you
Are the dreams that I have missed
The touch of you I hear
I hear
O yes and so are you
In an always way
Bound wovenhand
To stay
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Every white bird
At the top of your voice
This days tear
Watch me run
She never grows
Faint in the try
Distant and blurred to my swing eye
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[Thanks to ltcbusbuddy for adding these lyrics]