Wake For Young Souls

The day I found my soul, I felt it Die inside of me, yeah So I turn to you life is Like that, you know I have your face In a photo in high school When you were alive But 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 a wake for young souls You tell me Who we are now, who we are Where does time go now On a wake for young souls Like a lullaby, you sing Oh, ooo Oh, ooo Oh, ooo, ooo Well, the wind that blows It's blowing colder And the child that grows She’s growing older And the friends we've known They’ll turn a shoulder 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 Woah, woah On a wake for young souls Where’s my soul Where's my soul Where's my soul Where's my soul Where's my soul Cycle of the moon brings blood to the woman And the blood of the woman brings birth of a child Child grow up, he forget himself and Birth of a child comes someplace wild Even grey days beat the shade to wean Unbodied, unsouled, unheard, unseen Let the gift be grown in the time to call our own Let the gift be sewn, for the window's closing Truth is natural like the wind that blows Follow it's 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, oo Oh, oo Oh, oo, ooo If I’ve been cold If I’ve spoken in anger To have been bold Forgive me You know, I Don’t see your mother Not like before Though she hasn’t forgotten She doesn’t like to be reminded anymore And Annie got married it It didn’t come with out tears Like the day you died I have nothing 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 Woah, woah On a wake for young souls Other things, you know, are gonna Fall away from me Like a grain of sand Slips through a good friend's hand