White bird in a golden
on a winter's day, in the rain. White bird in a golden cage. Alone White bird, dreams of the aspen tree with their dying leaves turning gold. But the white bird just sits in her cage growing old. White bird must fly or she will die. White bird must fly or she will die The sunsets come, the sunsets go. The clouds float by, the earth turns slow, and the young birds eyes do always glow. And she must fly. She must fly. White bird in a golden cage, on a winter's day, in the rain. White bird in a golden cage. Alone White bird must fly, or she will die. White bird must fly, or she will die. White bird must fly, or she will die.
-- It's a Beautiful Day
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