Bombay Bicycle Club – The Young Birds (Guitar)

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Summertime, the sun is high

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The earth is warm beneath the sky

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The young birds dry their wings

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They're flying on their way

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Now they're flying on their way

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School day's done, it's time for play

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Time to put your books away

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It's time to say goodbye,

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we're flying on our way

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The nest is cold, the young bird's gone

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Dove and eagle, lark and swan

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To northern lands,

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Each one is flying on it's way

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Now they're flying on their way

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Harvest time has come again

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Young boys change into young men

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Impatient then,

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They must be flying on their way

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Summertime, and winter sky

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Storm and rain and winds are high

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The young birds die, their wings

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Are broken, gone away

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Wings are broken, gone away

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Time of promise, time of dreams

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Schoolboy's hopes and children's schemes

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Are vanished now

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The dream has ended, gone away

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Goodbye eagle, lark and swan

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Goodbye Jimmy, Frank and John

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The song is done,

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Your journey ended, gone away

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Journey ended, gone away

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Gone away...