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Lyrics: Iron And Wine. The Wind Is Low.

You, strong as a virgin birth
Me, keeping your every word
Two dots where a single was
Three, counting the little one

We sail in the smallest boat
Sleep just when the wind is low

You see from the sparrow's height
Me, seeking you every night
Two sailing towards the sun
Three, counting the little one