sound is a wave, like a wave on the ocean
moon plays the ocean like a violin
pushing and pulling from shore to shore
if I were the night sky
here's my lullaby
lullaby to leave by
if I were the night
what if we hadn't been born at the same time?
what if you're seventy five and I were nine?
what if you're seventy five and I were nine?
would I come visit you?
bring you cookies in an old folks home?
would you be there alone?
and when the late summer lightning
fires off in your arms
will I remember to breathe?
no, I never will, no
and the fire could convince you that I mean you no harm
just wanna show you how not to need
what if we hadn't been each other at the same time?
would you tell me all the stories
from when you were young and in your prime?
would I rock you to sleep?
would you tell me all the secrets you don't need to keep?
would I still miss you?
oh, would you then
have been mine?
sound is a wave, like a wave on the ocean
moon plays the ocean like a violin
pushing and pulling from shore to shore
biggest melody you never heard before
~Andrew Bird, Night Sky
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