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Текст песни Jackson Browne - BIRDS OF ST. MARKS

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(from the Jackson Browne: Going Home video)Oh how sadly sound the songs the queen must sing of dyingA prisoner upon her throne of melancholy sighingIf she could see her mirror nowShe would be free of those who bow andScrape the ground before her feetSilently she walks among her dying midnight rosesWatches as each moment goes that never really know usAnd so it seems she doesn`t careIf she has dreams of no one thereWithin the shadows of her roomBut all my frozen words agree, and say it`s time toCall back, all the birds I sent toFly behind her castle walls, and I`mWeary of the nights I`ve seenInside these empty hallsWooden lady turn and turn among my weary secretsAnd wave within the hours past and other empty pocketsMaybe we`ve found what we have lostWhen we`ve unwound so many crossed entanglingMisunderstandings; butAll my frozen words agree and say it`s time toCall back all the birds I sent toFly behind her castle walls, and I`mWeary of the nights I`ve seenInside these empty walls

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BIRDS OF ST. MARKS

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