Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Chapels, artist - Giant Rooks. Date of issue: 19.01.2017
Song language: English
Chapels |
| When I’m shivering in the morning dust again |
| Then I sliver stale bread and give it to the doves |
| They are fluttering around me at the old marketplace |
| And then I worship somehow when we’re thinking out loud |
| What’s the chapel of mine? |
| I begged you as we walked the brown meadows |
| All the colours were much more intense 'cause it had rained before |
| And the chapels I know are warm and inside |
| Are multi-entwined aisles I need to define |
| So that I could see its tortuous structures |
| I thought that you |
| Could lead me through |
| When I’m shivering in the morning dust again |
| Then I sliver stale bread and give it to the doves |
| They are fluttering around me at the old marketplace |
| And I worship somehow when we’re thinking out loud |
| What’s the chapel of mine? |
| I begged you as we walked the brown meadows |
| All colours were much more intense 'cause it’d rained before |
| What’s the chapel of mine? |
| I begged you as we walked the brown meadows |
| All colours were much more intense 'cause it’d rained before |
| You believe to be on an ill-fated ship |
| But got enough time, live a satisfying life on it |
| And where all common-sense is gone |
| People want the chapels for their own |
| You believe to be on an ill-fated ship |
| But got enough time, live a satisfying life on it |
| And where all common-sense is gone |
| People want the chapels for their own |
| And where all common-sense is gone |
| People want the chapels for their own |
| And where all common-sense is gone |
| People want the chapels for their own |
| And where all common sense is gone |
| People want the chapels for their own |
| And the chapels I know are warm and inside |
| Are multi-entwined aisles I need to define |
| So that I could see its tortuous structures |
| I thought that you |
| Could lead me through |