The Leading Bird-Marketa Irglova

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[00:00.00]The Leading Bird - Marketa Irglova
[00:10.10]Written by：Marketa Irg
[00:20.21]Clouds descend on grass grown wild
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[00:29.82]Tall and grand lush in hand
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[00:39.38]They bend in air as man in prayer
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[00:48.78]I'm weaving through trying to get to you
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[01:00.37]I'm running past birds of dawn
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[01:07.32]They sing like heaven they're leading on
[01:17.25]Yet I don't see slow motioned wings
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[01:26.64]Like gold in sun how it could be won
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[01:36.74]White as snow silk feathered doves
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[01:46.26]Eternal glow they easily know
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[01:57.44]Life is grand in all it's shapes
[02:06.74]Whether it gives whether it takes
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[02:15.16]That I am you you are me
[02:24.32]Loving grace can set us free
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[02:32.83]From sprinting far above beyond
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[02:42.18]Being our own strong magic wand
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[03:58.63]I'm pushing through though knowing this
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[04:08.73]Thinking it all falls behind the next abyss
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[04:18.08]I'll get there soon and we'll there some
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[04:27.66]'Til it's time for the next cloud to come