[00:00.000] 作词 : liana flores[00:00.319] 作曲 : liana flores[00:00.639]Hear the new blue bird whistle out her first song[00:05.440]From the tree that’ll be here long after we’re gone[00:11.465]The curlicue twirl of a butterfly’s grace[00:16.047]Watch her work the day away just to stay in one place[00:22.707]It takes an orange-coloured day in a summer-end display[00:31.912]In the wisdom of it all,singularity’s so small[00:48.751]Hear the twinkle downstream of the green river pour[00:53.266]How it’s never the same as a second before[00:58.989]And you’re filled with a warmth you can barely express[01:03.543]You’re a part of the scenery, no more and no less[01:09.926]It takes an orange-coloured day in a summer-end display[01:18.870]In the wisdom of it all,singularity’s so small[01:36.175]Why must I yearn to be maddened by a love[01:40.510]So reckless and pure as a call from a dove[01:46.037]Such wonders reflected in a haze of nature’s ways[01:58.975]And orange-coloured days[02:32.208]See the sun’s first rays of the morning to peep[02:36.799]Through a gap in the curtains and lull you from sleep