Nightingale - Laura Veirs

Nightingale sing

Though it’s blacker than the bog

Nightingale sing to me

I need to hear your song

Nightingale come

And perch upon my tree

A terrifying light’s

Been flashing over me

I would not bear to rest

I could not dare to dream

Til the nightingale came

And sang a song for me

She’ll sing above the blasts

And the clothing singed by fire

She’ll sing above the black smoke

Rising from the funeral pyre

Her heart a field in bloom

Her heart a sacred snow

Her heart a mirror blinding

All the greedy as they go

I would not bear to rest

I could not dare to dream

Til the nightingale came

And sang a song for me

I cannot help but want

To solder all the parts

Solder back together

All the shattered hearts

Nightingale come

And perch upon my tree

The terrifying night’s

Been crashing over me

I would not bear to rest

I could not dare to dream

Til the nightingale came

And sang a song for me