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Little Bird

from We are Turned by Ruth Gordon

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Oh little bird, won't you come down to see me?
Little bird, won't you come down from your home
made of bone and stone
and scratchings of the ground that you found.

Cause it's the time, it's the place, it's the sun hits the cracks
they grow fatter and that's all good King Henry needs
he goes green and he leaves
so we'll feast off the fat of the land.

Oh little bird, won't you crack your egg?
Cause it's late in the day and I'm ready for bed.

Salute for the king, hear the bugle calling
but it's the source, it's the seed, it's the belly we should be thanking.

Oh little bird, won't you crack your egg?
Cause I'm hungry and tired, and the sky's turning red.

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from We are Turned, released August 17, 2018

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Ruth Gordon is a songwriter and multi-instrumentalist from England.

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