# Lexington Now - September 2, 2008 > Auto-transcribed civic record · September 2, 2008 - **Permalink**: https://meetings.lexingtonky.news/meeting/583 - **Source video**: https://lfucg.granicus.com/player/clip/583?view_id=14&redirect=true - **Date**: 2008-09-02 - **Last revised**: March 2, 2026 - **Length**: 718 words > ⚠️ **Auto-generated content.** Audio from the official Granicus video was auto-transcribed by OpenAI Whisper-1. Structured facts were extracted with GPT-4o; the narrative summary was written by Anthropic Claude Sonnet. Speaker labels and verbatim wording may contain errors. See [methodology](https://meetings.lexingtonky.news/about/methodology) or [report a correction](mailto:editor@lexingtonky.news). --- ## Meeting Overview The meeting details are not available in the provided data. No information was captured regarding the date, time, governing body, presiding officer, or meeting location. Based on the available data, no agenda items were processed, no motions were voted upon, and no public comments were received during this session. The meeting appears to have had no recorded activities or proceedings that could be documented. Without access to meeting transcripts or additional source materials, no specific accomplishments, discussions, or decisions can be reported for this meeting. --- ## Full transcript And now the purple dusk of twilight time steals across the meadows of my heart. High up in the sky the little stars climb, always reminding me that we're apart. You wander down the lane and far away, leaving me a song that will not die. What is now the stardust of yesterday, the music of the years gone by? Sometimes I wonder, I spend the lonely nights dreaming of a song. The melody haunts my reverie, and I am once again with you. When our love was new, and each kiss an inspiration. But that was long ago, now my consolation is in the stardust of a song. Beside the garden wall, when stars are bright, you are in my eyes. The nightingale tells his fairy tale, a paradise where roses bloom, though I dream in vain. In my heart it will remain, my stardust melody, the memory of love's refrain. The nightingale tells his fairy tale, a paradise where roses bloom, though I dream in vain. In my heart it will remain, my stardust melody, the memory of love's refrain. The nightingale tells his fairy tale, a paradise where roses bloom, though I dream in vain. The nightingale tells his fairy tale, a paradise where roses bloom, though I dream in vain. The nightingale tells his fairy tale, a paradise where roses bloom, though I dream in vain. The nightingale tells his fairy tale, a paradise where roses bloom, though I dream in vain. The nightingale tells his fairy tale, a paradise where roses bloom, though I dream in vain. The nightingale tells his fairy tale, a paradise where roses bloom, though I dream in vain. The nightingale tells his fairy tale, a paradise where roses bloom, though I dream in vain. The nightingale tells his fairy tale, a paradise where roses bloom, though I dream in vain. The nightingale tells his fairy tale, a paradise where roses bloom, though I dream in vain. The nightingale tells his fairy tale, a paradise where roses bloom, though I dream in vain. The nightingale tells his fairy tale, a paradise where roses bloom, though I dream in vain. The nightingale tells his fairy tale, a paradise where roses bloom, though I dream in vain. The nightingale tells his fairy tale, a paradise where roses bloom, though I dream in vain. The nightingale tells his fairy tale, a paradise where roses bloom, though I dream in vain. The nightingale tells his fairy tale, a paradise where roses bloom, though I dream in vain. The nightingale tells his fairy tale, a paradise where roses bloom, though I dream in vain. The nightingale tells his fairy tale, a paradise where roses bloom, though I dream in vain. 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