Sparklehorse - Hundreds of sparrows

^Ceve^Gry hair^F on your head is counted ^Cyou ar^Ge worth^F hundreds of sparrows ^Cthe t^Gree you^F planted has become fecund ^Cwith kamikaze^G hummingbir^Fds

^Cwings ^Gof hundreds of^F beats per second ^Cof people ^Gwhose wings ar^Fe just a blur ^Cafraid o^Gur eyes might^F become impaled ^Cby the^Gir sharp and tiny^F beaks

^EmI'm ^Fso sorry my spi^Emrit's rarel^Fy in my body it ^Emwanders through t^Fhe dry country ^Flooking f^Cor a good place to rest yo^Gur he^Fad upon my chest and I^C can feel th^Ge pillow of your br^Feast

^Cyou ar^Ge worth hund^Freds of sparrows