I hear you
I hear you
I hear your song
I hear you
I hear you
But aren’t you wrong?
The sun is yet four hours in rising
You are early in advertising
I hear you
I hear you
Don’t get me wrong
I hear you
I hear you
You’ve such a sweet song
I hear you
I hear you
I hear your song
I hear you
I hear you
But aren’t you wrong?
The sun is yet four hours in rising
You are early in advertising
I hear you
I hear you
Don’t get me wrong
I hear you
I hear you
You’ve such a sweet song
Apart from the fact that I woke up at 2 this morning, this reminds me so much of my grad student days in Amherst, when the birds would start chirping at 3 AM.
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It’s such a beautiful song. I know spring has arrived (despite the continuing cold). But yes, 2 am every morning, right outside my window. VERY loud. So, 2 am this morning, I wrote that. It seemed to echo of the call but at that time of the morning, and bleary-eyed, maybe not Shelley!
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