Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Whippoorwill, artist - Clock Opera. Album song Venn, in the genre Инди
Date of issue: 09.02.2017
Record label: League Of Imaginary Nations
Song language: English
Whippoorwill |
There’s a hole in the house no fairground ride will fill. |
No time can kill |
Since you went away |
And if I don’t climb it, maybe no one will |
I could hide until |
There’s nothing left to say |
But I won’t let it go |
Why won’t I let it go? |
I won’t let it go |
Why won’t I let it go? |
I won’t let it go |
Why won’t I let it go? |
But the whippoorwill, whippoorwill, whippoorwill, whippoorwill knows |
There’s a hole in the house no holiday can change |
No wood can frame |
Since you went away |
Like a conversation scrubbed out on a page |
On an unlit stage |
Nothing left to say |
But I won’t let it go |
Why won’t I let it go? |
I won’t let it go |
Why won’t I let it go? |
I won’t let it go |
Why won’t I let it go? |
But the whippoorwill, whippoorwill, whippoorwill, whippoorwill knows |
I can feel its hands around my neck |
I can feel its fingers on my eye |
I can feel it hang across my leg |
I can feel it anywhere I hide |
There’s a hole in the house no fairground ride will fill. |
There’s a hole in the |
house no fairground ride will fill. |
But the whippoorwill, whippoorwill, whippoorwill, whippoorwill |
There’s a hole in the house no fairground ride will fill. |
There’s a hole in the |
house no fairground ride will fill. |
There’s a hole in the house no fairground |
ride will fill. |
There’s a hole in the house no fairground ride will fill. |
There’s a hole in the house feels like a lone car still. |
Like an unpaid bill. |
Since you went away. |
And your face is frozen, but I hear you still. |
Hidden in a whippoorwill calling |
it out again. |
But I won’t let it go |
Why won’t I let it go? |
I won’t let it go |
Why won’t I let it go? |
I won’t let it go |
Why won’t I let it go? |
But the whippoorwill, whippoorwill, whippoorwill, whippoorwill knows |
I can feel its hands around my neck |
I can feel its fingers on my eye |
I can feel it hang across my leg |
I can feel it anywhere I hide |
There’s a hole in the house no fairground ride will fill. |
There’s a hole in the |
house no fairground ride will fill. |
But the whippoorwill, whippoorwill, whippoorwill, whippoorwill |
I can feel its hands around my neck |
I can feel its fingers on my eye |
I can feel it hang across my leg |
I can feel it anywhere I hide |
There’s a hole in the house no fairground ride will fill. |
There’s a hole in the |
house no fairground ride will fill. |
But the whippoorwill, whippoorwill, whippoorwill, whippoorwill |
But the whippoorwill, whippoorwill, whippoorwill, whippoorwill |
But the whippoorwill, whippoorwill, whippoorwill, whippoorwill |