C5      G5                  F5
every hair on your head is counted

C5         G5                  F5
you are worth hundreds of sparrows
C5            G5                  F5
the tree you planted has become fecund
C5                G5                  F5
with kamikaze hummingbirds

C5         G5                         F5
wings of hundreds of beats per second
C5                 G5                     F5
of people whose wings are just a blur
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afraid our eyes might become impaled
C5         G5                    F5
by their sharp and tiny beaks


E5      F5
I'm so sorry
      E5                 F5
my spirit's rarely in my body
   E5                           F5
it wanders through the dry country
F5                        C5
looking for a good place to rest
      G5            F5
your head upon my chest
     C5                   G5                      F5
and I can feel the pillow of your breast

C5         G5                       F5
you are worth hundreds of sparrows