.Cold, black wings, you fly and sing
Like a bird on Sunday morn
You've stopped in to rest here again
But I am coming down
There's no need to stay here there's nothing that you can do now
I know I neglect them, I hurt them and cheat them
But surely they can see
There's more a.
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