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On Sunday morning everyone will leave the house dressed for the sunday service and through the streets I used to know they go, to meet their friends and so they take the family seat father prays so earnestly forgetting all around him when Eleanor sings in the choir it's like a lark in summer the sparrow sings the sparrow flies with mighty wings he rises as high as any other bird he shall inherit all the earth the sparrow sings the sparrow flies with mighty wings he rises as high as any other bird he shall inherit all the earth A wealth of silence will descend upon the town in colours of the evening the thought has troubled me before, I know how long, I need a song to fill each moment I had to find it out my way they could no stop me leaving and though they knew but could not say they let me go believing the sparrow sings the sparrow flies with mighty wings he rises as high as any other bird he shall inherit all the earth the sparrow sings the sparrow flies with mighty wings he rises as high as any other bird he shall inherit all the earth Through the blue and hazy drift of after two a saxaphone is moaning I rise and step into the cool night air Thanks to bonnybluehare |