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Yard of white birds Seen and heard Through the running screen Orchard in pale bloom A man hoes a hall The sun hasn＇t hit On a day you can smell The Pacific Liquor On the breath Of a wind bearing rain Liquor On the breath Of a wind bearing rain Lean on the car Folding your arms Go unnoticed Though the dress is red The car is new And the eyes are flashing Wide open Liquor On the breath Of a wind bearing rain Liquor On the breath Of a wind bearing rain