LYRICS > WOODSTOCK (2016)

• 2. Whippoorwill

  We call that old cabin the Whippoorwill
  Drawing up plans from wicker thrones
  All of the best ideas they come from you
  You let me find them on my own
  And we parade them into every room
  And when you leave I let them go
  
  All my kingdom for a weekend
  All our kingdoms slip away
  
  Another draft in your apartment
  Catch the smell of rust and pine
  Mixing in winter coffee canisters
  Gin up a spell that stalls for time
  
  All my kingdom for a weekend
  All our kingdoms slip away
  
  All of your favorite time it comes from me
  So you put it on the calendar
  And you save it in your phone
  
  All my kingdom for a weekend
  All our kingdoms slip away

• 4. You Forget

  I remember foreign places
  Brightly colored streets where
  People with familiar faces
  Invited us to stay
  
  You forget
  
  I recall the open spaces
  Which, underneath a rising
  Covering of clouds, moon, and mountain,
  Seemed as if to fall
  
  You forget