Meadowlark, fly your way down.
I hold a cornucopia and a golden crown
For you to wear upon your fleecy down.My meadowlark, sing to me.Hummingbird, just let me die
Inside the broken ovals of your olive eye.
I do believe you gave it your best try.My hummingbird, sing to me.My hummingbird, sing to me.Don't believe a word that I haven't heard.
Little children laughing at the boys and girls.
The meadowlark singing to you each and every day.
The arc light on the hillside and the market in the hay.
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