The Soul is Not A Smithy Lyrics

And I heard
the songs about you
crashing through the wind

And I hurt 'cos
you might never want
to see my face again

You were my best friend X2

If you decide
to give me one more
try just one last try
I know that I fucked up bad
but I still - I got your back
a fist fight, a thunder crack
I wish I could take it back
I'm sorry I'm sorry I'm sorry
I'm sorry I know

And I heard the songs about
you crashing through the waves
in the basement cough sniff the
bass kick awful and graceless
moths in the weightless glow

And bound you down the ghosts
surround and float in their faceless
boundless and patient soft was
your waist in water and basic clothes.