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Doing (Bird) Time
by neonmeatdreams @ 2008-02-19 - 14:01:34

Doing (Bird) Time

When shall we be free?
To nest among the trees.
When shall our lives,
Be as pointless as the breeze?
To hear no tick,
No sweep,
No chime,
Unconscious of our prison of time.
So when shall we be free?
'cause I know when I sing to the birds,
They are singing back to me

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