Текст песни Over The Rhine -  Birds   
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                                                                    fall on mefall on mebirds of a feather and a featherless cappoor lovers breed songs in a two-room flatmoist hands fold to pray for a painless truthwe dance on the tracks of a train called youthtruth`s on the table like a toxic spilland we wrestle in the sheets with our own freewillif we never shake hands with a phantom called fameI`ll still have your picture in a picture frameif you should fallfall on meforty-acre farm we can call our ownwith a chocolate lab and no telephonethe full moon`s leering in a lover`s swoonand the apple tree`s swaying to a windy tune(save me I`m falling for you)but we won`t get to heaven if we just sit stillif we don`t cry murder maybe no one willwe`re riding tandem down Sycamore hillif we hit the brakes we`re gonna take a big spillif you should fallfall on meand if my hand were taken hold ofI`d slip away with you loveslip away with you love