Our Inventions
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Lyrics
The birds in the trees. Singing our mobile melodies. What a sweet, sweet world. We would end the painting. And it would show a bright, bright day. We would end the painting. And it would show a bright, bright day. The birds in the trees. Singing our mobile melodies. What a sweet, sweet world.
Audio Features
Song Details
- Duration
- 04:19
- Key
- 7
- Tempo
- 120 BPM