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there was a bird that fell asleep
in middle of the night
and in the morning it awoke
to a sudden gentle sight

there was man that walked by
his face tilt toward the ground
she sang a song to let him hear
but silence took her sound

away he walked on down the street
not turning or looking back
a sudden sleepiness arose
and her eyes turned to black

there was a bird that fell asleep
in middle of the day
afraid it will not wake again
for love had gone away