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what's the bird that sings at night?
poems rhyme about nightingales
but it's winter here and cold
and I don't think we have nightingales
in our trees
so what's the bird that sang just now?
now the cars have all gone
and the trains have shut down
and everyone else has drifted away
in the freeze?
every song has a moon
when you're up all night and lonely
every song has a moon and stars
when your days are right
all my songs have only you
and we're all alone
think I'll go out to hear that bird
if that bird hasn't flown away
don't lock the door behind me
I'm just going to see what I hear
I won't take the keys
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