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THE WHIPPOORWILL.
CHORUS:
Only the Whippoorwill knows.
And although it’s beyond her comprehension,
Now that the morning wind blows
And a dark, cold cloud descends on the meadow
Does the whippoorwill sense that the sun might never return.
VERSE 1.
Can anyone hazard a wild guess --
What the Whippoorwill heard as she lay in her nest
In the meadow at the edge of the forest where they murdered the king?
And does the Whippoorwill know this could open the door
To another installment of a 1000 year war?
And even if the Whippoorwill knew, would the whippoorwill care?
VERSE 2.
Is she only concerned with the cat and the fox
And the farmers small son who tries to hit her with rocks?
And even if the whippoorwill cared would she understand??
Can She understand that the blood of a king
Is a powerful poison that destroys everything
The meadow, the forest, and the brook that flows into the sea?
Only the Whippoorwill knows.
Only the Whippoorwill witnessed the crime
And now that the morning wind blows
And a dark, cold cloud hangs over the meadow
Does the whippoorwill sense that the sun might never return.
VERSE 3.
This isn’t the first time the whippoorwill’s seen
Blood running red on the meadow of green.
Does the whippoorwill know that the stakes are much higher this time??
Did the whippoorwill think that the struggle was over
When the body lay quiet and calm in the clover?
Is it better for her that she can’t know what’s likely to come???
VERSE 4.
Trouble will come, it’s a matter of time,
Soon the farmer’s young son will discover the crime,
And the peace of the meadow will soon be a thing of the past?
Can’t the whippoorwill sense it, the ominous hum
The machinery of war that is certain to come?
Does the whippoorwill shudder with a fear that she can’t comprehend?
Only the Whippoorwill knows.
Only the Whippoorwill heard what happened
And now that the morning wind blows
And a dark, cold cloud hangs over the meadow
Does the whippoorwill sense that the sun might never return.
(Return)
Does the whippoorwill sense that the sun might never return.
Only the Whippoorwill knows.
And although it’s beyond her comprehension,
Now that the morning wind blows
And a dark, cold cloud descends on the meadow
Does the whippoorwill sense that the sun might never return.