There's a blackbird perched outside my window I hear him calling I hear him sing he burns me with his eyes of gold to embers he sees all my sins he reads my soul. One day that bird, he spoke to me like Martin Luther like Pericles. Come join the murder come fly with black we'll give you freedom from the human trap come join the murder soar on my wings you'll touch the hand of God and He'll make you king
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