Roddy Woomble - My secret is my silence

If you ^Gnever leave the ^Dhighlands, like you're ^Adrowning under ^Drain And your ^Gsadness tastes like ^Dwhiskey, and my ^Abody breathes the ^Dsame And I'll ^Gdrain my wisdom ^Dempty, just to ^Afill that ^Dspace again

But you know ^Gnothing is as ^Dsilent, and my ^Gsecret is my ^Dsilence And my ^Gsecret is my ^Dsilence, and my ^Bmsilence is in ^Avain

I’ m sic^Gk of living in t^Dhese buildings, that ^Awere built from blood^D and rain And from the ^Gwarm side of the ^Dwindow, the views ^Aalways look the ^Dsame But your ^Gface it held the ^Dstories, full of ^Adreams it canâ?^D?™t contain

But you know ^Gnothing is as ^Dsilent, and my ^Gsecret is my ^Dsilence And my ^Gsecret is my ^Dsilence, and my ^Bmsilence is in ^Avain You know ^Gnothing is as ^Dsilent, and my ^Gsecret is my ^Dsilence And my ^Gsecret is my ^Dsilence, and my ^Bmsilence is in ^Avain

^GWhoa-oh oo ^Doh-oh oo-oo ^Bmoh oh-oo-^Aoh ^GWhoa-oh oo ^Doh-oh oo-oo ^Bmoh oh-oo-^Aoh

And you ^Gheld on to a ^Dcountry from the ^Acail yard to the ^Dgrave you-spoke-in ^Gquickly written ^Dverses, hidden ^Ain your Gaelic ^Dname

to ^Gapproach land without a ^Dharbour, to ^Afind your way home x 4 Chorus: But you know ^Gnothing is as ^Dsilent, and my ^Gsecret is my ^Dsilence And my ^Gsecret is my ^Dsilence, and my ^Bmsilence is in ^Avain You know ^Gnothing is as ^Dsilent, and my ^Gsecret is my ^Dsilence And my ^Gsecret is my ^Dsilence, and my ^Bmsilence is in ^Avain