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The Builder

from Nightingale by Grandma Strange

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Down the meadow long and weary,
bleary cog set up as bait

Through the evening withered wide,
the wind shakes up our fate

Enclosed in circles, sorrow bound,
right now I feel so hollow

I am yearning to be found, part thy lips and swallow


Fly away with me,
promise to be true

Fly away with me,
break these walls and find new rooms


I've talked with this same mouth,
I've touched with this same tongue

I've wanted something more to do,
but I've been dammed, and I want through

You haven't really got a clue, how much I want to take you


Fly away with me,
promise to be true

Fly away with me,
break these walls and find new rooms

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from Nightingale, released September 25, 2015
Brooke Austen - Vocals, Piano
Clinton Houseman - Guitar
Brandon Tracy - Drums, Pots and pans
Ryan Wallace - Bass

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