Nightingales

by Until the Bird...

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The first single from UTB's album 'Pale Clouded Yellow'.
Check out the video here >>> www.youtube.com/watch?v=1EJbAE8UVlI

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released March 3, 2014

Dave Hawkins: vocals, guitar
Thom Harmsworth: accordion, vocals
Ruta Vitkauskaite: violin

also featuring...
Nathan Feddo: double bass
Flora Curzon: violin
Neil Walsh: viola
Jasmine Neale: cello
Henry White: percussion

Recorded and mixed by Henry White at Dental Records Studios, London
Mastered by Tim Rowkins at Hell Yeah!

Artwork by Oliver Smith

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Track Name: Nightingales
What's that you hear from the edge of the wood?
so sweet and clear, it sounds so good
in the purlieues where the light is slipshod
he sang to you
but you're deaf as a clod

now read the cartouche nailed to the horizon
all those dreams of our youth
everything we relied on
and the bombers fly over like birds in formation
they threaten the peace of our island nation

now the session's timed out
and we have come to doubt all that figurative language
what's it all about?
the cranes at White City portion up the night
annihilating the call of the wild ...

of those nightingales
when you're living in hell
why not sing for a spell?
like those nightingales
what of the clock?
all is not well

hurry on children
get into shelter
what might finally kill 'em is to know that it's over
but the cello still plays
in the willow's deep shade
when we hear that duet we get carried away
it seems to say
'i will always be singing ...
... singing
singing'

all good songs are travelling ones
so sing us something meant to go on
all good songs are there for anyone
so sing us something louder than bombs
sing us something to remember when you're gone...

like those nightingales
they could be lost
mayday storm tossed
those nightingales
they could be lost
spinning their tails
somewhere over the sea
somewhere we can't be