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lyrics

You’ve got an old soul,
And you’re sure to put it right there on your back.
For if your legs would touch the ground,
God forbid your life would fall apart.
You’ve got a cold stare,
And it seems to reflect in the clothes you wear
For if your eyes are truly coal,
I can see the diamonds they long to be.

Bitter conversations with traffic lights aren’t helping with your sanity,
Or your pleas for humanity to look the other way.
Staring competitions with the ground,
You’ll learn you’ll never win.
Gotta lift your head up to the clouds,
Gotta take each step with a stride.

(No)
This is not my body,
I’m just a soul.
A spirit and some energy,
Keep my blood from running cold.
And I won’t curse my maker,
I’ll do what I’m told.
A heart felt thought and a good Idea,
Keep my mind from growing old.


Unhealthy habits make the world seem to turn a little faster.
Don’t cover up your battle scars,
Don’t let them be there unintended.
I see a story to be told,
I’ve seen a personality unfold,
Right before my eyes,
Right between the lines.

Brand, scar all of your skin from head to toe,
That’s something that I could never do.
This body was rented,
When I was invented.
We are just vessels, yeah.
We are all just vessels here on the Earth.
And our millage is clocked,
And our guns are cocked.

(No)
This is not my body,
I’m just a soul.
A spirit and some energy,
Keep my blood from running cold.
And I won’t curse my maker,
I’ll do what I’m told.
A heart felt thought and a good Idea,
Keep my mind from growing old.

Close the door and close it tightly,
‘Cause no one’s coming home.
Memories to cut you like broken glass,
Let’s hope these cigarettes will last the night.
Walking home from your job,
Run away from your thoughts,
Never thought the rain made so much sense.
Don’t get your hopes built up on life,
Got a truck full of burdens to fill the room.


(No)
This is not my body,
I’m just a soul.
A spirit and some energy,
Keep my blood from running cold.
And I won’t curse my maker,
I’ll do what I’m told.
A heart felt thought and a good Idea,
Keep my mind from growing old.

Three legs left on the broken chair,
I sit but I don’t fall.
My hopes always seem to keep me up at night

(No)
This is not my body,
I’m just a soul.
A spirit and some energy,
Keep my blood from running cold.
And I won’t curse my maker,
I’ll do what I’m told.
A heart felt thought and a good Idea,
Keep my mind from growing old.

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from Subtle Expressions, released August 21, 2013

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