Текст песни Two Hungry Blackbirds - Iron & Wine
                                                Lovers 
                                                accustomed 
                                                to 
                                                tragedy
 
                                    
                                
                                                See 
                                                every 
                                                kiss 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                window 
                                                across 
                                                the 
                                                street
 
                                    
                                
                                                Breezes 
                                                and 
                                                blessings 
                                                passing 
                                                by, 
                                                ah 
                                                ooh-oh
 
                                    
                                
                                                I'm 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                shade 
                                                of 
                                                the 
                                                dogwood 
                                                tree
 
                                    
                                
                                                Not 
                                                the 
                                                one 
                                                where 
                                                you 
                                                told 
                                                your 
                                                name 
                                                to 
                                                me
 
                                    
                                
                                                Two 
                                                hungry 
                                                blackbirds 
                                                land 
                                                near 
                                                by, 
                                                ah 
                                                ooh-oh
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                    I 
                                                could 
                                                be 
                                                over 
                                                you 
                                                when 
                                                the 
                                                sky 
                                                starts 
                                                falling
 
                                    
                                
                                                Would 
                                                you 
                                                be 
                                                happy 
                                                under 
                                                me?
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                    I 
                                                could 
                                                be 
                                                under 
                                                you 
                                                if 
                                                the 
                                                earth 
                                                was 
                                                burning
 
                                    
                                
                                                Could 
                                                you 
                                                be 
                                                trusted 
                                                over 
                                                me?
 
                                    
                                
                                                Spoke 
                                                to 
                                                    a 
                                                mother 
                                                whose 
                                                baby 
                                                drowned
 
                                    
                                
                                                Gave 
                                                me 
                                                advice, 
                                                or 
                                                    a 
                                                rumor 
                                                she 
                                                once 
                                                heard:
 
                                    
                                
                                                "Heaven's 
                                                    a 
                                                distance, 
                                                not 
                                                    a 
                                                place," 
                                                ah 
                                                ooh-oh
 
                                    
                                
                                                Gave 
                                                her 
                                                an 
                                                ear 
                                                from 
                                                the 
                                                corn 
                                                we 
                                                grew
 
                                    
                                
                                                You 
                                                were 
                                                away 
                                                but 
                                                she 
                                                gave 
                                                her 
                                                thanks 
                                                to 
                                                you
 
                                    
                                
                                                That 
                                                was 
                                                    a 
                                                year 
                                                ago 
                                                come 
                                                May, 
                                                ah 
                                                ooh-oh
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                    I 
                                                could 
                                                be 
                                                over 
                                                you 
                                                when 
                                                the 
                                                sky 
                                                starts 
                                                falling
 
                                    
                                
                                                Would 
                                                you 
                                                be 
                                                smothered 
                                                under 
                                                me?
 
                                    
                                
                                                If 
                                                    I 
                                                could 
                                                be 
                                                under 
                                                you 
                                                if 
                                                the 
                                                earth 
                                                was 
                                                burning
 
                                    
                                
                                                Would 
                                                you 
                                                be 
                                                crying 
                                                over 
                                                me?
 
                                    
                                
                                                    I 
                                                could 
                                                hear 
                                                kids 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                yard 
                                                next 
                                                door
 
                                    
                                
                                                Cats 
                                                in 
                                                the 
                                                brush 
                                                when 
                                                the 
                                                calendar 
                                                fell 
                                                down
 
                                    
                                
                                                Wait 
                                                by 
                                                the 
                                                shade-tree 
                                                one 
                                                more 
                                                year, 
                                                ah 
                                                ooh-oh
 
                                    
                                
                                                Poetry 
                                                tempered 
                                                with 
                                                tragedy
 
                                    
                                
                                                Tempted 
                                                and 
                                                pulled 
                                                when 
                                                you 
                                                cry 
                                                upon 
                                                my 
                                                sleeve
 
                                    
                                
                                                Two 
                                                flocks 
                                                of 
                                                blackbirds 
                                                meet 
                                                the 
                                                air, 
                                                ah 
                                                ooh-oh
 
                                    
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