Whippoorwill

Duration

5:06

Genres

Folk

Description

Lyrics

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 your calendar Try to save it in your phone All my kingdom for a weekend All our kingdoms slip away