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The birds are flying backwards in the wind It's a day for it It tears around this house like it would break it It's a day for it And it's a shame how nothing could prevent it From the minute you hung up From the minute you sent it And rain is running rivers through the hall It's a day for it There's not enough cups to catch it all There's no end to it It's a shame how nothing could prevent it From the minute you came To the minute you meant it They're wringing out their feathers in the rain And when they fly they won't be back again The trees bend down their backs to shelter from The west wind That rips out in the starling humming air My best friend It's a shame
Writer(s): Robert Dylan, Rob Thomas Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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