Dave Sills

The Rarest Of Birds

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Dave Sills

Story

Dave Sills: vocals, acoustic guitar

Chris Walke: electric guitar, steel guitar

Gerald Dowd: drums

Tom Jancauskas: bass

Lyrics

The rarest of birds Flies outside my window I see her all the time Looking through the glass I think of times I tried to catch her When I got too close, away she’d fly I shouldn’t have to fall to my knees I shouldn’t have to fall to my knees I shouldn’t have to fall to my knees Just to hear her song The rarest of birds Doesn’t fly south in winter Hides herself away in the pines Builds a nest up high Where she knows that I can’t reach her Even though I will always try I shouldn’t have to fall to my knees I shouldn’t have to fall to my knees I shouldn’t have to fall to my knees Just to hear her song I wouldn’t put her in a cage With the door locked tight I’d leave myself if she’d remind me how to fly Just want something To cut through this noise I just want to hear her voice I shouldn’t have to fall to my knees I shouldn’t have to fall to my knees I shouldn’t have to fall to my knees Just to hear her song written by Dave Sills published by Dave Sills (ASCAP) (c) (p) 2001, all rights reserved From the album Sometimes Nothing (WSR 002)

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