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I traveled to each road and the end of the earth With no where else to go I looked back in amazement When I finally realized how farther I had actually gone I was still standing in the same place that I started Till I found out and I cried out that there was silence a definite silence... more brilliant than anything And there was a bird with feathers bright and red as blood At least that what you saw I saw an angel on the whitest Novembers morning And I heard her sing the sweetest cry as if she wanted to reach down And tell me that it would me all right And tell me it would be alright I walked out and stared into the golden sun I was blinded but enamored by its beauty till I found out and I cried out that there was silence a definite silence... more brilliant than anything and there was a bird with feathers bright and red as blood at least that what you saw I saw an angel on the whitest Novembers morning and I heard her sing the sweetest cry as if she wanted to reach down and tell me that it would me all right and tell me it would be alright From Letras Mania