In the river where I been weeping
In the holly where the cold wind blows
A list of secrets that I been keeping
First the seed and then the garden grows

The waves tell of a secret seeping
And everything is gonna overflow
And high above, a sky above
I hear a buzzing, I hear a winging
Listen close and hear the birdies singing

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Oh the songs you would sing if you had wings
And you could sing anything
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