Bluebird

She moves like a ghost
 Sleepless eyes and weathered bones
 She is glass, and stone, and all things in between
 And so it seems
 That she floats amongst the falling leaves
 She is all the places that I have ever been
 Oh, so maybe you're a bluebird, darling
 Tearing through the darkness of my days
 And maybe you're a drop of water
 Running down the lines upon my face
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 And a thought from a dream
 She is the light I've always seen
 A raging fire, rolling down the street
 And a port in the storm
 An everlasting sort of warmth
 I see her eyes in every soul I meet
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 So maybe you're a bluebird, darling
 Tearing through the darkness of my days
 And maybe you're a drop of water
 Running down the lines upon my face
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 You pull me from this
 World that can seem loveless
 Soil that steals my one chance
 Of ever breaking free
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 So maybe you're a bluebird, darling
 Tearing through the darkness of my days
 And maybe you're a drop of water
 Running down the lines upon my face