Sara So Far - Soul

My mind spilling words
Till my heart brims over
It hurts and it spills, it hurts and it spills
Till embraced by the paper
When my wheels are in motion
My window's a changing picture
Factory, tree, factory, tree
Factory, people, people and me
And the factory, and the factory
And the tree and me
And the people
And the tree, and me
A heart, heart may be given, given
And ripped, ripped to pieces
But a soul burns on
Like a torch in the night
Like a torch in the night
A heart, heart may be given, given
And ripped, ripped to pieces
But a soul burns on
Like a torch in the night
Like a torch in the night
Our faces captured by shining screens
Captured and held until further notice
Unless we don't notice that time flies us by
Riding on the winds of our forgetfulness
'Ness, 'ness, 'ness, 'ness, 'ness, 'ness
'Ness, 'ness, 'ness, 'ness, 'ness, 'ness, 'ness
Love may be captured by a two, three, four, many
Or love may be captured by a one
Love may be captured by a two, three, four, many
Or love may be captured by a one, a one and only
A heart, heart may be given, given
And ripped, ripped to pieces
But a soul burns on
Like a torch in the night
Like a torch in the night
A heart, heart may be given, given
And ripped, ripped to pieces
But a soul burns on
Like a torch in the night
Like a torch in the night

Written by:
SARA VAN SLOOTEN

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