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Lletra / Lyrics: What it is - Knopfler, Mark
What it is
Knopfler, Mark
What It Is

The drinking dens are spilling out
Theres staggering in the square
Theres lads and lasses falling about
And a crackling in the air
Down around the dungeon doors
The shelters in the queues
Everybodys looking for
Somebodys arms to fall into
And its what it is
Its what it is now

Theres frost on the graves and the monuments
But the taverns are warm in town
People curse the government
And shovel hot food down
The lights are out in city hall
The castle and the keep
The moon shines down upon it all
The legless and asleep

And its cold on a tollgate
With the wagons creeping through
Cold on a tollgate
God knows what I could do with you
And Its what it is
Its what it is now

The garrison sleeps and the citadel
With the ghosts and the ancient stones
High up on the parapet
A Scottish piper stands alone
And high on the wind
The highland drums begin to roll
And something from the past just comes
And stares into my soul

And its cold on a tollgate
Where the Caledonian blues
Cold on a tollgate
God knows what I could do with you
And Its what it is
Its what it is now
What it is
Its what it is now

Theres a chink of light
Theres a burning wick
Theres a lantern in the tower
Wee Willie Winkie with a candlestick
Still writing songs in the wee wee hours
On Charlotte Street I take
A walking stick from my hotel
The ghost of Dirty Dick
Is still in search of Little Nell
And its what it is
Its what it is now
Oh its what it is
What it is now