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The Gathering

No Bird Call

 

No Bird Call

(albüm: The West Pole - 2009)


Once there were beautiful trees
Now there are concrete seas
An eerie calm has befallen the land

Cacophony of wonderful sounds
Is replaced by a symphony of silence

Fading letters of comforting words
She never had time to say goodbye

When there were beautiful trees
She's been alone
She's been alone for some time, now
It's been a while
Quite a while
A miracle has befallen her land

Cacophony of wonderful sounds
Is replaced by silence

She had it all
What's left is there to call
She had it all
What's left is there to fall
She had it all
What's left is there to call
She had it all
What's left is there to fall

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