Monogold Spirit Or Something
The softest glow
That burns above these branches
I know I need to chase this
Formless and faceless
Your just in time
And we both know
Something the other doesnt
The shape well be making
The color well be tasting
Your hand is mine
SPIRIT!
Is this my shadow or your sillouette
Eyes of the same face
Blood of the same veins
We move in time
Is this a phantom
Or a feeling
Whispers when im dreaming
Hums when im singing
Your voice is mine
SPIRIT!
Trade with me now
Speak thru my mouth
Your eyes are my eyes
And eyes of the clouds
I swallowed your rain
And i spit your storm out
Hands are the hands
Where the branches reach out
Into the wind, to the wind, to a howl
I AM TOO
Walking and talking
In more ways than one
Leap up and lept out
Now the leave the ground to run
This voice holds
A thunder on the tounge
Taking the shape of the name you gave up
I AM TOO
Speak thru my mouth
I swallowed your rain
And I spit your storm out
Taking the shape of the name you gave up
I WANT TO
