What It Is Songtext
von Catatonia

It′s what's not there that makes what′s there (what it is)
It's what's not there that makes what′s there (what it is)
It′s what's not there that makes what′s there (what it is)
It's what′s not there that makes what's there (what it is)

Seems like we′re quite in demand
More faint praise, well I'll be damned
Ship's run aground on the rocks
Not all that unorthodox

It′s what′s not there that makes what's there (what it is)
It′s what's not there that makes what′s there (what it is)


Fate cuts her cloth, ragged mean
You miss the ceremony
He sleeps, she wakes, then she tires
Leave us to our frying pan and fires

It's what′s not there that makes what's there (what it is)
It's what′s not there that makes what′s there (what it is)
It's what′s not there

It's sculpture, sculpture, feed me to the vultures

It′s what's not there that makes what′s there (what it is)
It's what's not there that makes what′s there (what it is)
It′s what's not there that makes what′s there (what it is)
It's what′s not there that makes what's there (what it is)
It′s what's not there that makes what's there (what it is)
It′s what′s not there that makes what's there (what it is)