*Whistling*
[Verse 1]
From a hotel on the edge of town
And the trembling of the underground
[?] just an hour away
I woke up by a strange sound [?]
There's a tapping on the windowpane
Beyond the grimy velvet drapes
[Verse 2]
Drawn to the window by the tap
Through the dibble condensation on the glass
A feathered figure dancing on the sill
Of the pub signs and lamposts [?] his bill
The lark's bill taps against the glass
Old lark, he taps against the glass
[Verse 3]
Lifting up the creaking sash to see
What matter he had cause to bring to me
[?] be began to softly sing
[?] me to grab hold of his wing
Take my wing and fly with me
We'll fly so far away from here
[Verse 4]
Well I landed on the windshield of a car
So I was told I can't remember back that far
When I woke up in a hospital bed
The tapping was [?] inside my head
The lark's bill taps against my brain
The tapping will never go away
[Instrumental]
*Whistling*