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Lyrics

Winona Ryder & T a W m Y

& words by Emily Dickinson

Hope is a thing with feathers that perches in the soul ... ( and sings the tune without words, and never stops - at all.)

Two Butterflies went out at Noon—
And waltzed above a stream—
Then stepped straight through the Firmament
And rested on a Beam—

And then—together bore away
Upon a shining Sea—
Though never yet, in any Port—
Their coming mentioned—be—

( If spoken by the distant Bird—
If met in Ether Sea
By Frigate, or by Merchantman—
No notice—was—to me— )