November 7, 2006

Oh, music, why do you do this to me?

Nightingale, sing us a song
Of a love that once belonged
Nightingale, tell me your tale
Was your journey far too long?

Does it seem like I'm looking for an answer
to a question I can't ask?
I don't know which way the feather falls
Or if I should blow to the left

All the voices that are spinnin' around me
Trying to tell me what to say
Can I fly right behind you
and you can take me away?

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