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Sweet Nightingale

from Mr. Sunshine X by Ian Taylor

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I'll never grasp your concept of Heaven.
Angels built upon my destruction.

Sweet cartoon character on his throne in Hell
Engulfed in my dark opium.
Lost another day yesterday ago
Finding out fast I'm dying slow.
Sweet Nightingale, fly softly.
Sweet Nightingale, stop your crying.

The sun shines in my Heavenly Hell.
I'm quite alright though it may be hard to tell.

Static remains of the lost gray daydreams
I fade off into the whining of the violin.
Tell me now what should I resent?
What's the difference in a dream and a joke?
How could my beloved sink so low?
In a glass I have your pale rose.

I'll be your friend when the world treats you like a toy.
I'll be your friend when the world treats you like a toy.

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from Mr. Sunshine X, released April 30, 2014

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