The Nightingale

The Nightingale sings each morning

Her sweet song weaved in midnight's thread

'Neath her veil a kingdom calling

If I could leave this grassy bed

When I told you I was afraid to fall

Really I was afraid to fly at all

Deep in trial bound in burning

Her restless charms have broken through

Between cheap denial and restless yearning

To run from harm is all I knew

When I told you I was afraid to fall

Really I was afraid to fly

When I told you I was afraid to fall

Really I was afraid to fly at all

We fly

We fall

From the summers golden race

To the murky ocean floors

Sometimes there's a cause we're calling for

Mostly it seems we're chasing dreams to the shore

The Nightingale flies tonight

And I know the spell she's weaving

It's not like I can't stand the fight

I just can't stand the leaving

When I told you I was afraid to fall

Really I was afraid to fly

When I told you I was afraid to fall

Really I was afraid to fly at all