Lyrics Birthday - M. Ward
She
lives
in
this
house
over
there
Has
her
world
outside
it
Scrabbles
in
the
earth
With
her
fingers
and
her
mouth
She's
five
years
old
Today
is
her
birthday
They're
smoking
cigars
A
chain
of
flowers
comes
down
there
Da,
da,
da,
da,
da,
da
Da,
da,
da,
da
Da,
da,
da,
da
She
stays
in
her
zone
of
a
strange
Keeps
spiders
in
her
pocket
Collects
fly
wings
in
a
jar
Scrubs
horse
flies
and
pinches
them
on
a
line
She
has
one
friend,
he
lives
next
door
They're
listening
to
the
weather
And
he
knows
how
many
freckles
she's
got
She
scratches
his
beard
She's
painting
huge
books
And
glues
them
together
They
saw
a
big
raven
It
glided
down
the
sky
She
touched
it
Today
is
her
birthday
They're
smoking
cigars
A
chain
of
flowers
comes
down
there
Da,
da,
da,
da,
da,
da
Da,
da,
da,
da
Da,
da,
da,
da,
da,
da
Da,
da,
da,
da
Da,
da,
da,
da,
da,
da
Da,
da,
da,
da
Da,
da,
da,
da
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