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The Birds of the Air

from Three Hundred Suns by Annie Bethancourt

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The Birds of the Air

When I was a child I talked like a child
with a broken mouth
and all my hope and faith and trust fell out
Now uncertain futures start in a faltering heart
and I have grown sullen and speechless
next to crying stones

But the birds of the air
they don't tear at their wings
so that things will be better
the flowers in the fields
don't steal their clothes
they are robed in heather

Taken have I the rode less traveled by
and that has made all the difference
as the path it fades
and though I am lost and lonesome with my own thoughts
I've got a blanket of stars
and the earth a pillow to lay my weary head on

For the birds of the air
they don't tear at their wings
so that things will be better
the flowers in the fields
don't steal their clothes
they are robed in heather
And what kind of Father would offer a snake
when his child asked for fish of the sea?
I know you love me better
so give of your blood and your body and spirit, please


The birds of the air
they don't tear at their wings
so that things will be better
the flowers in the fields
don't steal their clothes
they are robed in heather
And I will sing a new song
I will sing it aloud, the one that you put in my soul
I will sing a new song like the prophets
who told the kings and queens of old

The birds of the air
they don't tear at their wings
so that things will be better
but things will be better
things will be better.

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from Three Hundred Suns, released December 12, 2009

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Annie Bethancourt Portland, Oregon

Annie Bethancourt has been heralded as an angelic voice with “a lot of talent on her lips and at her fingertips.”

Now splitting her time between the firs of Portland, Oregon and the palm trees of Costa Rica, Bethancourt lives a life of wanderlust, and her music is, just like her scenery, an ever changing mixture of people and places, strange scenarios, and quirky tales.
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