I've nothin to say
I'm lost for words
I think I will wait
For the singing of birds
For they are my key
My shadow of light
They inspire my opuss
So I get it right
So I'll bid you farewell
I'm under my sheet
I'll see you real soon
When the birds they do tweet
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