C F G You came down from heaven to the branch outside my windowC G F Your feathers were the color of snowG C F The dice were loaded against us ever seeing each otherC F But one of us had nowhere else to go[Verse 2]C F G In your eyes were all the colors the rainbow forgotC G F Your wingspan was three feet wide or betterC G F C With your voice practicing notes from time's own beginningF G You took apart the alphabet letter by letter [Verse 3]C G F And here, where it all stops for goodC F Where the cool waters runC G Thought I saw a mouse kicking in your beakC G F It was only a skele-ton
Snow Owl
The Mountain Goats
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Tom: