The Woodpile Lyrics
| Song | The Woodpile |
| Artist | Frightened Rabbit |
| Album | The Best Ever Indie (2015) |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Far from the electric floor | |
| Removed from the red meat market | |
| I look for a fire door | |
| An escape from the drums and barking | |
| Bereft of all social charms | |
| I’m struck dumb by the hand of fear | |
| I’ve fallen into the corner’s arms | |
| Same way that I’ve done for years | |
| I’m trapped in a collapsing building | |
| Come find me now, we’ll hideout | |
| We’ll speak in our secret tongues | |
| Will you come back to my corner? Spent too long alone tonight | |
| Would you come and brighten my corner? A lit torch to the woodpile high | |
| Dead wood waits to ignite | |
| There’s no spark on a dampened floor | |
| A snapped limb in an unlit fire | |
| Won’t you come and break down this door? | |
| I’m trapped in an abandoned building | |
| Come find me now, we’ll hideout | |
| We’ll speak in our secret tongues | |
| Will you come back to my corner? Spent too long alone tonight | |
| Would you come and brighten corner? A lit torch to the woodpile high | |
| GUITAR SOLO | |
| Will you come back to my corner? Spent too long alone tonight | |
| Would you come and brighten my corner? A lit torch to the woodpile high | |
| Will you come back to my corner? Spent too long alone tonight | |
| Would you come and brighten my corner? A lit torch to the woodpile | |
| Come find me now, we’ll hideout | |
| We’ll speak in our secret tongues |
| Far from the electric floor | |
| Removed from the red meat market | |
| I look for a fire door | |
| An escape from the drums and barking | |
| Bereft of all social charms | |
| I' m struck dumb by the hand of fear | |
| I' ve fallen into the corner' s arms | |
| Same way that I' ve done for years | |
| I' m trapped in a collapsing building | |
| Come find me now, we' ll hideout | |
| We' ll speak in our secret tongues | |
| Will you come back to my corner? Spent too long alone tonight | |
| Would you come and brighten my corner? A lit torch to the woodpile high | |
| Dead wood waits to ignite | |
| There' s no spark on a dampened floor | |
| A snapped limb in an unlit fire | |
| Won' t you come and break down this door? | |
| I' m trapped in an abandoned building | |
| Come find me now, we' ll hideout | |
| We' ll speak in our secret tongues | |
| Will you come back to my corner? Spent too long alone tonight | |
| Would you come and brighten corner? A lit torch to the woodpile high | |
| GUITAR SOLO | |
| Will you come back to my corner? Spent too long alone tonight | |
| Would you come and brighten my corner? A lit torch to the woodpile high | |
| Will you come back to my corner? Spent too long alone tonight | |
| Would you come and brighten my corner? A lit torch to the woodpile | |
| Come find me now, we' ll hideout | |
| We' ll speak in our secret tongues |
| Far from the electric floor | |
| Removed from the red meat market | |
| I look for a fire door | |
| An escape from the drums and barking | |
| Bereft of all social charms | |
| I' m struck dumb by the hand of fear | |
| I' ve fallen into the corner' s arms | |
| Same way that I' ve done for years | |
| I' m trapped in a collapsing building | |
| Come find me now, we' ll hideout | |
| We' ll speak in our secret tongues | |
| Will you come back to my corner? Spent too long alone tonight | |
| Would you come and brighten my corner? A lit torch to the woodpile high | |
| Dead wood waits to ignite | |
| There' s no spark on a dampened floor | |
| A snapped limb in an unlit fire | |
| Won' t you come and break down this door? | |
| I' m trapped in an abandoned building | |
| Come find me now, we' ll hideout | |
| We' ll speak in our secret tongues | |
| Will you come back to my corner? Spent too long alone tonight | |
| Would you come and brighten corner? A lit torch to the woodpile high | |
| GUITAR SOLO | |
| Will you come back to my corner? Spent too long alone tonight | |
| Would you come and brighten my corner? A lit torch to the woodpile high | |
| Will you come back to my corner? Spent too long alone tonight | |
| Would you come and brighten my corner? A lit torch to the woodpile | |
| Come find me now, we' ll hideout | |
| We' ll speak in our secret tongues |
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