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Bluebird

Sara Bareilles

Word came through in a letter,
One of us changing our minds,
You won't need to guess who,
Since I usually do
Not send letters to me,
That are mine...

I told him I saw this coming,
That I'd practically packed up my things,
I was glad at the time,
That I said I was fine but
All honesty knows, I wasn't ready, no...

And so here we go, bluebird,
Back to the sky on your own
Oh, let him go, bluebird,
Ready to fly, you and I
Here we go, here we go...

This pair of wing's worn and rusted,
From too many years by my side,
They can carry me,
Swear to be sturdy and strong
But see, turning them on
Still means goodbye...

And so here we go, bluebird,
Gather your strength and rise up
Oh, let him go, bluebird,
Oh, let him go, bluebird,
Oh, let him go, bluebird,
Ready to fly, you and I
Here we go, here we go, here we go...
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