Текст: Eliza Gilkyson. Rare Bird.

Rare bird, I know your loneliness
born into a crowded nest and given away
solitaire girl, your voice crying in the wilderness
where suffering brings holiness
at least that?s what they say
rare bird, I wish you good company
rare bird I know your sorrow
it rings a little hollow with every passing day
it?s not fair girl
they want a piece of all of you
to form a line and follow you
and every word that you say
rare bird, I wish you sanctuary
with your razor wire and pitfalls
my way of climbing walls
and finding where the china dolls are hidden
words can be misunderstood
but my intentions all were good
there?s nothing here not worth forgiving
I?m not the kind to hover near
or stand in line to catch your ear
but I just want to get things clear between us
I know how to disappear
and leave by the backdoor dear
make sure that no one here has seen us
rare bird, I don?t want you to go down
here on the poor side of town
there?s nothing left to say
just this prayer girl
we?ll go on from here unbound
meet again on higher ground
some uncloudy day
rare bird, just a little prayer from me
rare bird