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Hello my unborn son
Don’t look at what we’ve done
Made fools of ourselves, and everyone else
Just like a bullet in the gun

We’ve been going down the wrong road for years
A selfish action: to bottle up your fears
Always to delay, put things off for another day
But that time, it seems, is hear

No, no no, No, no no no no, No

You can smell that change is coming, in the bitter breeze
I welcome it with open arms, hoping it will seize
Take over, take hold, this world is clay to mold
Return us all to dust and to the sea

No, no no, No, no no no no, No

Now my unborn son
I don’t know if you’ll ever come
But take heed of what I say, like curtains at the end of play
For now a new day has begun

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from Fallen Sparrows, released May 19, 2019

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Jakob Berger & his hat Los Angeles, California

Gypsy-indie-folk songwriter & builder of alternative instruments.

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