Nightingale - Carole King
Like some night bird homeward wingin He seeks the sheltered nest Like the sailor's lost horizon, He needs some place to rest The songs that he's been singin' No longer make much sense And those stranger's cold perceptions They've killed his confidence Nightingale, she sails away upon a sea of song Nightingale, SHE SERENADES HIS LONELY, LONELY LIFE ALONG When his tired voice is broken His golden hope is gone She makes a lost soul's simple longing somehow not so wrong Nightingale, nightingale He was strong, but he was taken By the thought of his success Those spotlights shadows How they lured him and took him like all the rest But that old dream don't look good now No it don't seem quite the same He needs to hear a tender word Won't you sing him home again Nightingale, she sails away up on a sea of song Nightingale, she serenades his lonely, lonely life along When his strength is slowly going, His pride is all but gone She makes a foolish dreamer listen to one last song Nightingale ooh sing sweet nightingale Oh, na, na, na, na Nightingale ooh sing sweet nightingale In my little town I grew up believing God keeps his eye on us all And he used to lean upon me As I pledged allegiance to the wall Lord I recall my little town Coming home after school Riding my bike past the gates of the factories My mom doing the laundry Hanging out shirts in the dirty breeze And after it rains there's a rainbow And all of the colors are black It's not that the colors aren't there It's just imagination they lack Everything's the same back in my little town In my little town I never meant nothing I was just my father's son Saving my money Dreamin of glory Twitching like a finger on a trigger of a gun Nothing but the dead and dying back in my little town Nothing but the dead and dying ba
Artist: Carole King
Title: Nightingale