Quiet Hill - No More Saving Souls

He sits alone thinking; she sits alone drinking
There was a time when they would have done that together
Better to move on, better to go
Better to get out, better to roll

He remembers clearly everything he held so dear
Physics and philosophy, they talked until dawn
So hard to move on, so hard to go
Better to get out, no more saving souls

No more saving souls. No more (no more, no more) saving souls

He can't shake her image, he still hears her voice
Shouting from the top of the stairs as he turns and walks away
Better to move on, better to go
Better to get out, better to roll
So hard to move on, so hard to go
Better to get out, no more saving souls

No more saving souls. No more saving souls. No more saving souls
No more, no more. No more, no more

You've got move on, get gone, be strong- roll on
He warned her once, he warned her twice
Third time round, he's done making nice
You've got move on, get gone, be strong- roll on
He was kind while she was cruel but now he's done being her fool
You've got move on, get gone, be strong- roll on
He picked her up so many time he lost himself
But now he has found
He's not going to save her soul, save her soul, save her soul

He's going to save his own

Written by:
Jacqueline Thillaye

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