Is patience your virtue
They'll hold you and hurt you
‘Till you don't ask for nothing at all
The voices beside me
They're singin' so lively
To the planks and the cracks in the wall
The bird on my shoulder,
She tells me I'm older
She tell me it's gonna be okay
The bird on my shoulder,
She tells me I'm older
Oh how did we wake up so late
Floating so high,
You were closin' your eyes
We're so glad
That you can still see
I'm content with what was, I'm content with what is and not so scared of all that will be

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