Third Eye Blind
Third Eye Blind - Wake For Young Souls lyrics
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I felt it die inside of me I turn to you Life is like dyno I have your face in a photo in high school And you were alive, that's all I have And I can't remember who I was myself then And it doesn't help Still I look to you as a friend To tell me Who we are now, who we are It's who we are now, who we are Where does time go now on the wake for young souls Another lullaby go sing oh ooh oh ooh oh ooh Well the wind that blows It's blowing colder And the child that grows She's growing older And the friends we know They are behind us But the friends we know They're growing colder so It's who we are now, who we are It's who we are now ,who we are Where does time go now on a wake for young souls You tell me, who we are now, who we are It's who we are now, who we are Oh no now where does time go on a wake for young souls Na na na na na na... Cycle of the moon brings blood to the woman And blood of the woman brings birth of a child The child grow up Keep forgetting something Birth of a child comes someplace while you Living great days with the shade of the wind Unbodied unsouled unheard unseen On the day of the dead like a song in my head Hear you speak to me in the shape of a dress say Treat me natural like a wind that blows Follow the direction no matter where it goes So it shall be the earth and the sea Let the truth blow like a hurricane through me Oh ooh oh ooh oh ooh oooh... If I've been cold, if I've spoken in anger Two have been born Forgive me No I don't see your mother Not like before Though she hasn't forgotten She doesn't like to be reminded anymore Then he got married It didn't come without tears But the day you died I had laughter for these years So it's who we are now, who we are It's who we are now, who we are Where does time go now on a wake for young souls now It's who we are now, who we are It's who we are now, who we are Whoa no now on a wake for young souls All the things we know They're gonna fall away from me yeah Like a grain of sand slips through a good friend's hand