Jesca Hoop Songs Of Old Lyrics
Songs Of Old by Jesca Hoop
(Verse 1)
Turn the key in the iron lock
Of the old oak door
Lean into its passages
With all my weight
And enter
(Verse 2)
Immediately my olfactory senses it's home
Paper thin and paraffin
With a glimmering of gold
(Pre-Chorus)
Marble hands are pouring water
Silver wings delivering wishes
Streams of colored light make hallow home
(Chorus)
Mama's singing the songs of old
Mama's singing the songs of old
Singing the rock of ages
Though the gold is marred by red
Singing the rock of ages
Melt it down and make new things
Singing the rock of ages
Empires are made this way
Singing the rock of ages
heyaya heya ayy
heyaa yeaa
heyaya heya ayyah
heyaa hey ayah ayah
(Verse 3)
Endless hopes and endless fears
Polish this stone
The deeper desire
The finer the grain
This time I walk the stairway
And turn the key in a cellar door
I want to know why
(Bridge)
All these stories
Never spoken
Danced or drawn or sung or written
How we built this temple song by song
(Chorus)
Mama's singing the songs of old
Mama's singing the songs of old
Singing the rock of ages
Though the gold is marred by red
Singing the rock of ages
Melt it down and make new things
Singing the rock of ages
Empires are made this way
Singing the rock of ages
Mama's singing the songs of old
Singing the rock of ages
Though the gold is marred by red
Singing the rock of ages
Melt them down and make new things
Singing the rock of ages
Empires are made this way
Singing the rock of ages
heyyaya heyaheyahhh
heyaaa yay
heyyaya heyaheyyahh
heyaaa yay
heyyaya heyaheyyahh
heyaaa yay
heyyaya heyaheyyahh
heyaaa ayaheyaheyahh
Turn the key in the iron lock
Of the old oak door
Lean into its passages
With all my weight
And enter
(Verse 2)
Immediately my olfactory senses it's home
Paper thin and paraffin
With a glimmering of gold
(Pre-Chorus)
Marble hands are pouring water
Silver wings delivering wishes
Streams of colored light make hallow home
(Chorus)
Mama's singing the songs of old
Mama's singing the songs of old
Singing the rock of ages
Though the gold is marred by red
Singing the rock of ages
Melt it down and make new things
Singing the rock of ages
Empires are made this way
Singing the rock of ages
heyaya heya ayy
heyaa yeaa
heyaya heya ayyah
heyaa hey ayah ayah
(Verse 3)
Endless hopes and endless fears
Polish this stone
The deeper desire
The finer the grain
This time I walk the stairway
And turn the key in a cellar door
I want to know why
(Bridge)
All these stories
Never spoken
Danced or drawn or sung or written
How we built this temple song by song
(Chorus)
Mama's singing the songs of old
Mama's singing the songs of old
Singing the rock of ages
Though the gold is marred by red
Singing the rock of ages
Melt it down and make new things
Singing the rock of ages
Empires are made this way
Singing the rock of ages
Mama's singing the songs of old
Singing the rock of ages
Though the gold is marred by red
Singing the rock of ages
Melt them down and make new things
Singing the rock of ages
Empires are made this way
Singing the rock of ages
heyyaya heyaheyahhh
heyaaa yay
heyyaya heyaheyyahh
heyaaa yay
heyyaya heyaheyyahh
heyaaa yay
heyyaya heyaheyyahh
heyaaa ayaheyaheyahh