Whippoorwill

By Clock Opera

On Venn

Released on February 10, 2017

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[Verse 1]

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


[Chorus]

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


[Verse 2]

There 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


[Chorus]

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


[Post-Chorus]

I can feel its hands around my neck

I can feel its fingers on my eyes

I can feel its head across my legs

I can feel it anywhere I hide

There's a hole in the house

No fairground ride will fill

But the 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


[Verse 3]

There's a hole in the house

Feels like a lung held still

Like an unpaid bill

Since you went away

And your face is frozen

But I hear you still

Hidden in a whippoorwill

Calling out again


[Chorus]

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


[Post-Chorus]

I can feel its hands around my neck

I can feel its fingers on my eyes

I can feel its head across my legs

I can feel it anywhere I hide

There's a hole in the house

No fairground ride will fill

But the whippoorwill

Whippoorwill

Whippoorwill

I can feel its hands around my neck

I can feel its fingers on my eyes

I can feel its head across my legs

I can feel it anywhere I hide

There's a hole in the house

No fairground ride will fill

But the whippoorwill

Whippoorwill

Whippoorwill

But the whippoorwill

Whippoorwill

Whippoorwill

But the whippoorwill

Whippoorwill

Whippoorwill