Lyrics Window Pane - Houseplants, Daithí, Paul Noonan

Window Pane

I could tell it was you
The way the curtains yanked open
I can taste blood
It tastes like a coin
I could tell it was you
From the quiet complaint of the floorboard
Yeah you know all the sweet spots
And I can hear your eyes
They rolling out loud, they rolling out loud
Look at this here, this here window pane
I can breathe some breath and write your name
Look at this here, this here window pane
I can breathe some breath and write your name
I could tell it was you
Th other side of the drywall
Papr mâché and rockwool
Gossamer thin
Hairdryer on
Hairdryer off
Ablutions in song
The riptide of the morning
Pushing us along
It’s pushing us along