Old Note Lyrics by Lisa O’Neill
The wind whistled you in behind the springtime
Float, Old Note, new among my mind
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The wind whistled you in behind the springtime
Float, Old Note, new among my mind
All the tired horses in the sun
How am I supposed to get any riding done
Blackbird, sit on my shoulder and tell me a song
When I cry, do you hear in colour or black and white, bird?