Текст песни White Owl - Bertie Blackman
My
white
owl
He
has
so
many
faces
Inside
in
different
places
He
wants
to
go
My
white
owl
His
feathers
are
so
icy
Soft
but
sharp
They
cut
through
anything
at
all
He
loves
to
run
He
loves
to
run
He
loves
to
run
My
white
owl
He
hates
to
fly
But
he
was
born
to
run
My
white
owl
He's
not
a
bedtime
story
You
will
never
see
him
Soaring
over
you
My
white
owl
He
is
a
wide-eyed
hero
Of
the
night
Catching
with
hunger
Every
breath
in
sight
He
loves
to
run
He
loves
to
run
He
loves
to
run
My
white
owl
He
hates
to
fly
But
he
was
born
to
run
He
loves
to
run
He
loves
to
run
He
loves
to
run
My
white
owl
He
hates
to
fly
But
he
loves
to
run
He
hates
to
fly
But
he
was
born
to
run
1 Sky Is Falling
2 Thump
3 Black Cats
4 Heart
5 White Owl
6 Byrds of Prey
7 Come to Bed
8 Clocks
9 Shout Out
10 Lust and Found
11 Town of Sorrow
12 Baby Teeth
13 Valentine
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