Sitting Dove - Soul

Let that keyboard hit ya...
(Oh-Ay)
Let that keyboard hit ya...
(Oh-Ay)
Let that keyboard hit ya...
(Oh-Oh-Oh-Oh-Ay)
Let that keyboard hit ya...

Yeah, back in the saddle with both guns ablaze
See too many good folks wonderin' 'round in a daze
Though we mostly mean well, we done got lost in the maze
They create to keep us hooked, craving the latest craze
Like the latest obsession with one's ancestry
Where some company takes our DNA, we pay a modest fee
To have our data kept on file for an earthly eternity
And who knows if those reports even reflect reality
Like our essence is some geo-genetic theory
Like knowing our family tree will somehow set us free
Sounds like another slick data collection scheme
Like Oogler, Tracegram, Litter and that lady listening
We trade our privacy to join the global corporate fold
Where we're sliced and diced into their demographic molds
They tell us our identities we kindly play the roles
That put the body at the top and all but bury the soul

You are a soul
(You are a soul, you are a soul)
You are a soul
You do not have a soul, you are a soul
Who's the my of my soul, did you lose control
You can not own your soul because you are that soul
Just let that keyboard hit ya
You are a

There's a common phrase we throw about that miscommunicates
When we talk about the soul we almost always say
'My soul' 'your soul' 'hers and his which all misstate
The order of our being so now let us break
This down for all so we won't get lost at sea
The spirit, yes the soul is what we each call me
It's our will, intention, essence, individuality
It's who and what we are above everything
It's the power behind the mind, it gives the body its heartbeat
It can make the mind and body into the tools that they can be
That screaming at our core wanting 2 break out & break free
From the ongoing onslaught, slick tricks of the elite
Designed to trap us in identities that they control
Linking group think to the body or how we roll sexual
In a mind bossed by the body, what is lost is spiritual
Please, let's not let them steal our selves, let's know that we are soul

That we are soul
That we are soul, that we are soul
That we are soul
You do not have a soul, you are a soul
Who's the my of my soul, did you lose control
You can not own your soul because you are that soul
Just let that keyboard hit ya
That we are soul
(You are a soul)
That we are soul
(You are a soul)
That we are soul
(You are a soul)
That we are soul
That we are soul
(You are a soul)
That we are soul
That we are soul

Written by:
Mark Woods

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