The wind whistled you in behind the springtime
Float, Old Note, new among my mind
You hold the note, the note just moves the movement
Let go of the note and so, move everything

I can't come to quantify the feeling
I was walkin' home half in the dreamin'
The things that I was thinking I was singin'
The wind whistled you in behind the springin'

A star ran the rings around the star before me
And spun and swooped and sank n' rocked beneath me
And mirrored what I've carried since I met me
And shot me back into the ground below me

And there I met another note long buried
And sat upon it's shoulders, was a memory
A home but see, above me's gone so noisy
I almost think I do not recognize me

Feathered friend, dig up and resurrect me
I long to live among the song of birdies
A lawless league of lonesome, lonesome beauty
Skies and skies and skies above duty

The wind whistled you in behind the springtime
Float, Old Note, new among my mind
You hold the note, the note just moves the movement
Let go of the note and so, move everything

I can't come to quantify the feeling
I was walkin' home half in the dreamin'
The things that I was thinking I was singin'
The wind whistled you in behind the springin'

It, the song is over
Th-th-the song is over
The song is over and she's sad, that's why she's lying down

Oh, is she sad because the song is over?

Yes

Well, maybe, why don't you find a new song to sing? Then it doesn't have to be over
You have other songs that are part of you

Um, but peoples say no other songs

What peoples, love?

Um, the spirits

Sing, sing or sing or sing or come around
Sing or sing, now come my way
Where is your legs? Writer/s: Colm Padraig Macconiomaire, Lisa Catherine O'neill
Publisher: DOMINO PUBLISHING COMPANY, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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