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Reflection of a nightingale
D D A D Church-bells are tinklin´ so softly Em A D catching the flight of a dream, F#m Em D A as the river reflects a nighting-gales eye D A D in the deep blue stream. Silently my mind is listening, nothing is more to be said, words are only a second-hand facade that covers heart from head. Em Em D D The skyline´s blushed in carnated mellow Em Hm D A7 remembering the after-glow F#m Em of long gone kisses Em D and worn-out wishes. D A7 D But I´m putting on the show. So sail away all my sorrows and bring me a whiskey once more so a memory black-out fills in the gap as I drift away from shore. I´m just the fracture of a soft-hearted fellow that´ve been driftin´ along with the flow, I´m busted of bitches and pinholed by stitches. But I´m putting on the show. Church-bells are tinklin´ so softly catching the flight of a dream, as the river reflects a nighting-gale´s eye in the deep blue stream.