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Luca Fogale

Bluebird

 

Bluebird

(album: Safety - 2016)


She moves like a ghost, sleepless eyes and weathered bones
She is glass, and stone, and all things in between
And so it seems that she floats amongst the falling leaves
She is all the places that I have ever been

Ooh, so maybe you're a bluebird, darling
Tearing through the darkness of my days
And maybe you're a drop of water
Running down the lines upon my face

And a thought from a dream, she is the light I've always seen
A raging fire, rolling down the street
And a port in the storm, an everlasting sort of warmth
I see her eyes in every soul I meet

So maybe you're a bluebird, darling
Tearing through the darkness of my days
And maybe you're a drop of water
Running down the lines upon my face

You pull me from this world that can seem loveless
Soil that steals my one chance of ever breaking free

So maybe you're a bluebird, darling
Tearing through the darkness of my days
And maybe you're a drop of water
Running down the lines upon my face

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