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I Was On The Back Of A Nightingale

๐Ÿ‘ค Her Name is Calla โ€ข ๐ŸŽผ Live at St Pancras Old Church #2 โ€ข โฑ๏ธ 3:13
๐ŸŽต 458 characters
โฑ๏ธ 3:13 duration
๐Ÿ†” ID: 28471349

๐Ÿ“œ Lyrics

I was on the back of a nightingale, living like a king;
Listening to the songs that you'd sing.
Home fires were burning and the smoke stung our eyes;
We were blind from birth, until that night.

Love grows old and we die younger each time.
Heaven loves a martyr

And how am I supposed to run with my legs sunk in the mud?
I wish I had grown up a little longer
And if we'd flown south, we'd have a home at least for now;
Love grows old
And I lived like a king

โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics

[00:14.37] I was on the back of a nightingale, living like a king;
[00:26.12] Listening to the songs that you'd sing.
[00:44.32] Home fires were burning and the smoke stung our eyes;
[00:49.84] We were blind from birth, until that night.
[01:18.26] Love grows old and we die younger each time.
[01:42.67] Heaven loves a martyr
[01:50.09] And how am I supposed to run with my legs sunk in the mud?
[02:04.68] I wish I had grown up a little longer
[02:18.52] And if we'd flown south, we'd have a home at least for now;
[02:32.82] Love grows old
[02:40.18] And I lived like a king
[02:47.38]

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