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Please don't underrate me
You know its contagious
I know this by heart now
Relentless . Beyond relentless

It's never enough
Enough is enough
Slow

Where sunless rivers weep
Their waves into the deep
She sleeps a charmed sleep
Awake her not. 
 
Led by a single star
She came from very far
To seek

undivine
Wilhelmina, graceful butterfly
You'll fly joyful and untethered
I, lonely soul
Burn in my own anguish

Misled by a lie I needed
Everything near me

were apart
You wander down the lane and far away
Leaving me a song that will not die
Love is now the stardust
Of yesterday
The music
Of the years
Gone by

breeze!
The nightingale calls out to me
Longingly from the misty valley.
I come, I come!
Where? Ah, where?
Upwards! Upwards I'm driven.
The clouds float

arms,
I labor by singing light
Not for ambition or bread
Or the strut and trade of charms
Or the wary phases on ivory stages
But for the spendthrift wages

won’t come, why? 
 They who’re like heavenly rose trees with sweet 
 nightingale voices. 
  I wish they would chant and from words weave a wreath 
 Fit

that's left
Supergirl she can save the world Florence Nightingale lady with the lamp
Marie Curie had a chemistry Margaret Hamilton on moons where we land

angels
My Nightingale when it's painful
Having you by my side is invaluable
There's no one more compatible
See you and me; We're like two clams in the sea

pull me under
But love is a song
I've never, I've never known how to sing
By heart
And you say nothing is easy
Anymore
You draw
You draw me in like

by singing light
Not for ambition or bread
Or the strut and trade of charms
On the ivory stages
But for the common wages
Of their most secret heart

IF I'M NOT IN LOVE
Lyrics by Diana Guber

If I'm Not in Love, How Can I Stay
Feeling Young Today Living Fairy Tales
Without the Songs of Nightingales

Morning Don't Come
Words and music by Vikki Lee 

THE NIGHTINGALE SINGS HER SONG
THE CRICKETS HUM ALONG
THIS SLEEPY WORLD IS SUCH A LOVELY PLACE
AS I

of García Lorca
The nightingales and I are dealing with the loss

Yet I can't complain I got a ticket to the future
I found it in a poem by Charlie Baudelaire

at the door
And anyway, the West can't last
Like us all, we must make the past the past

O Grandmother!
Who's sitting by the fire
Conspiring our finest hour

peals
Piercing the din of merriment

Tantalized by the high and higher
We fly our starry sky
Spirits released from weighing cares
We dare the consequences

Weathered by the incident
My armament is heaven sent
Ornament in ornate garb
They only thrive while others starve

Wrapped in diamonds, swaddled in

here in the city where starlings pass you by
Two different worlds
Wingbeats to footsteps
Tirelessly trying to find our way home
And we only hear

Looking at a sunlit sky
And fluffy clouds are rolling by
The mundane seems to satisfy
In sunshine
Moods behave in different ways
From darkest nights

Oh we're no closer to Sunday
Take your focus for a ride
Watch the wind and listen to the sky
The nightingale is softer
It flies around your head

OF THE YEARS GONE BY

SOMETIMES I WONDER 
WHY I SPEND THE LONELY NIGHT
DREAMING OF A SONG
THE MELODY HAUNTS MY REVERIE
AND I AM ONCE AGAIN WITH YOU
WHEN OUR LOVE

Inside of you looms a simmering storm full of hatred and rage
But perhaps what I'm sensing is sadness...
Its as if you have never been loved by

down to my core
Nothing can replace your faultless glee
Burdened by this heavy heart of grief

A somber ode
Of what you have left behind
Caliginous
Are

getting dark, I‘m sleepy,
This day has tired me out.
Over my bed stands high a tree,
And from it the young nightingale sings;
Of love she sings and only