Let me hold a branch to become your guidepost
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In my mouth, and drop it at your feet
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So that that little one on the opposite bank won't lose her way
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Don't think that everything that's out there
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Is what's reflected in your eyes
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Profiles laughing as they pick still too unripe berries
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Even if they taste that bitterness, what tiny wings carry is perfect
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Simply by being born and shining--thinking that,
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I embraced you from behind as you flew away
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In the shadows of trees during an evening shower,
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I want to talk a little, up until the rain stops
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Let's live for the sake of connecting
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The children to be born with these wings that build small nests
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And the view that your eyes command
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The loneliness I feel when I see you off
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And this place where we embraced and fell asleep
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Will both remain vacant forever, won't they?
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I'm so proud of you, always
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Don't think that everything that's out there
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Is what's reflected in your eyes
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Profiles laughing as they pick still too unripe berries
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Even if they taste that bitterness, what tiny wings carry is perfect
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Simply by being born and shining--thinking that,
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I embraced you from behind as you flew away
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