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Andrew Bird Lyrics

7. Weather Systems



Quiet
Quiet down she said
Speaking to the back of his head
On the edge of her bed
I can see your blood flow
Your cells grow
 
Hold still a while
Don't spill the wine
I can see it all from here
I can see
I can see
Weather systems of the world
 
And every time you turn the soil
Another cloud begins to boil
 
Some things you say
Are not for sale
I would hold that we're
All free agents
Of a substance or scale
 
Hold still a while
Don't spill the wine
I can see it all from here
I can see
I can see
Weather systems of the world


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