Flock of birds Hovering above Just a flock of birds That's how you think of love And I always look up to the sky Pray before the dawn Cause they fly always Sometimes they arrive Sometimes they are gone Fly on Flock of birds Hovering above Into smoke I'm turned and rise, following them up Still I always look up to the sky Pray before the dawn Cause they fly away One minute they arrive Next you know they're gone Fly on Fly on, ride through Maybe one day I'll fly next to you Fly on, ride through Maybe one day I can fly with you Fly on
Writer(s): Christopher Anthony John Martin, Guy Rupert Berryman, William Champion, Jonathan Mark Buckland Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Mgb Ltd.
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3 comments:
I do not believe I ever have seen so many seagulls gathered. It must be a mid-winter political convention or religious conclave .... or, most likely, I suppose, simply the magnet of open water in the midst of ice and snow bringing them all together.
No matter why the gathering, your photography is fascinating in the sense of sheer wonderment, Daliana.
Neat selection of music, too ....
Ce diferenta intre pozele in care zboara tot stolul si cele in care stau cuminti! Foarte frumos contrastul!
Przeurocze.
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