Matt Corby Souls A'fire
Oh he got poison in his lungs And it will become undone Some sort of freak that feels no pain Walk through the fire like it feels like rain
So come on and hold on to that firm belief That your soul is a'fire and forget your Your petty crimes now Hold firm as the raging sea beats at your door Stay there 'til you can't you can't take no more now
The cold sea flowing through your vein You killed the bitter land to roll her way Oh is this real or did you fabricate Oh you cut the vine like it's the under dead
So make sure you hold on to that firm belief That your soul is a'fire and forget your petty crimes (yeah) Why don't you hold on as the sea beats down And you're on the floor and you have nowhere to run to It's on, it's gon' crashing down
Someday there will be a revolution, yeah oh [repeat]
