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Snowbird Lyrics - Singles - M. Craft

Snowbird was just a little girl once 

All tangled up in dandelion hair and polka dots 

And a picture book mind full of dreams and designs 

And visions of faraway places 

 

Yeah, she drew underwater worlds and cities in the stars 

In the Asteroid belt between Jupiter and Mars 

In felt tips and crayons her little works of art 

All promised a future of greatness 

 

She caught the sunlight in her eye 

Underneath the winter sky 

"I'll paint the world until I die", she said 

"One day I'll spread my wings and fly high like a snowbird" 

 

Yes, I will 

 

Her daddy died when she was only ten 

But all she cried came out in ink and in pen 

She drew charcoal streets leading down to dead ends 

Where heads hung low in sorrow 

 

But she was left a small fortune at the reading of the will 

About enough for a life and then another life still 

And with her mother in a haze of vodka and pills 

Snowbird had just dreamed of tomorrow 

 

She caught the sunlight in her eye 

Underneath the winter sky 

"I'll paint the world until I die", she said 

"One day I'll spread my wings and fly high like a snowbird" 

 

Yes, I will 

That's right 

 

Years went by and she hit eighteen 

And left home for the art-school scene 

To paint the people of the shadows and the faces unseen 

For her hero was now Egon Schiele 

 

But she did a couple of little canvases and bad super 8 

And a conceptual piece that was thirty years too late 

It was all she could fit between the dinner and the dates 

With dreamers and drummers and dealers 

 

She caught the sunlight in her eye 

Underneath the winter sky 

"I'll paint the world until I die", and she said 

"One day I'll spread my wings and fly high like a snowbird" 

 

Yes, I will 

 

Well, who's that girl in the little black dress? 

Her head held high like a real princess 

A glimmering, shimmering, coked up mess 

A fashion trash, art school failure 

 

Yeah, her fingernails are all there's left to paint in her world 

She dishes out the dirt with the party powder girls 

Who think love comes in diamonds and wisdom in pearls 

And art is just paraphernalia 

 

She's lost the sunlight from her eye 

There's only a mirror ball left in her sky 

"I'll do what I want till the day that I die 

Now see me spread my wings, I can fly high like a snowbird 

 

Snowbird was just a little girl once, she was 

Snowbird was just a little girl once 

Snowbird was just a little girl once, she was 

Snowbird was just a little girl once but now she can fly 

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