All Of The Birds

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I can't believe all of our histories
I feel your bones under my bed
Oh the winter, howling and blistering
I can't believe a thing that you said

All of the birds, they have flown south
As you took the words out of my foul mouth
And I can't believe anything that you said
I can't believe a thing that you said

And all of the roads that we drove
I never felt close, and we never got home again

All of the birds, they have flown south
As you took the words out of my foul mouth
And I can't believe anything that you said
I can't believe anything thing that you said

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from The Greylings, released September 30, 2013

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Brightly London, UK

Brightly is folk/electronica that Charlie Gleason wrote, sometimes with friends, sometimes alone. He likely has a crush on you.

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