Nightingale Lyrics

If change is constant, what's changed in 2000 years?

Nightingale

I've got Philomela's tongue in my hands: here it is.

Get ready to fly, it's time to do or die, we can change the world
In a single night. Listen to her cry, she won't let you by
Unless you change the future, make it right.

Get ready to fly

Go back, put her tongue in your head, what does it say?

Nightingale.