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Verse 1 For as long as I can remember, The windows always glowed for me, In the room filled with

Mother, your children are like birds, Their wings have fluttered into the distance. Mother, to the bright and native chamber,

Mother, your children are like birds, Their wings have fluttered into the distance. Mother, to the bright and native chamber,

Mother, your children are like birds, Their wings have fluttered into the distance. Mother, to the bright and native chamber,

Mother, your children are like birds, Their wings have fluttered into the distance. Mother, to the bright and native chamber,

Mother, your children are like birds, Their wings have fluttered into the distance. Mother, to the bright and native chamber,

Mother, your children are like birds, Their wings have fluttered into the distance. Mother, to the bright and native chamber,

Mother, your children are like birds, Their wings have fluttered into the distance. Mother, to the bright and native chamber,