the tree where the Nightingales die.

in my heart theres

a place where you linger.

Soft shoulders where

I go to cry .

Theres a crack in a

Dark shuttered window.

And a tree where the

Nightingales die.

A sliver of melting twilight

Falls down on a meadow of green

My heart wants to

drown in your pure light.

In a place where

true loves never been.

You fade in a darkened barroom.

Where men go to die of the blues

I bring you two dozen teardrops

To pour on your soul to bloom.

I will light up your faded parlors

If you look you will see me there

I will be wearing a coat of forever

A rose growing wild in my hair

So carry me down to your rivers

let me bathe in the pools of your sighs

Heres my heart heres my soul

There for you now.

Forever until all time dies.