Nightingale

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I know the days go by
I turn my face away
I tried to catch one in my hand
But these you cannot save
No need to look so sullen
There is a parade
Go on, do not falter a step
Time is an illusion made
Go on till the morning lark calls our name
Nightingale
We go on till the morning lark calls our name
Nightingale
If nothing else has meaning
Or beautifies this world
We may try so hard to please
But our chance is to ignore
Our change is from exploration
Breaking through
Corrupted corridors
Promised lands molded from your own hands
Promised meaning exposed
Composed by you
Go on till the morning lark calls our name
Nightingale
We go on till the morning lark calls our name
Nightingale

– SHILOW

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