Time is my friend, 
Till it ain't, [bad word] out
And, that is all, that I have, 
Till it's gone

Tried to build on bones of birds, 
Singing in the cold and fall to earth

Hey! Sometimes she won't cry! 
When the smallest one is trapped! 
Too weak to survive, probably... 
Maybe.

Tried to look out, 
Through a hole in the vague
Circle above, looking down, 
Bird of prey

Tried to build on bones of birds, 
Singing in the cold and fall to earth

Hey! Sometimes she won't cry! 
When the smallest one is trapped! 
Too weak to survive! Too weak to survive! 
Too weak to survive! 
Probably... maybe.

Tried to build on bones of birds, 
Singing in the cold and fall to earth

Hey! Sometimes she won't cry! 
When the smallest one is trapped! 
Too weak to survive! Probably... 
Too weak to survive! 
Maybe. 
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