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Coldplay · Ghost Stories [2014]

A flock of birds

Hovering above

Just a flock of birds

It's how you think of love



And I always

Look up to the sky

Waiting for the dawn

Still I always

Sometimes they arrive

Sometimes they are gone

Fly on



A flock of birds

Hovering above

In a [?]

Following them up



Still I always

Look up to the sky

[?] the dawn

Cause if I always

One minute they arrive

Next you know they're gone

Fly on