Skinnylove

Ghost, ghost, I know you were within me, feel you as you fly
In thunder clouds above the city, into one that I loved
With all that was left within me 'till we tore in two
Now wings and rings and there's so many waiting here for you

She was born in a bottle rocket, 1929
With wings that ringed around a socket 
right between her spine
All drenched in milk in holy water pouring from the sky
I know that she will live forever, she won't ever die

And she goes
And now she knows she'll never be afraid
To watch the morning paper blow
Into a hole where no one can escape

One day in New York City, baby, a girl fell from the sky
From the top of a burning apartment building 
fourteen stories high
And when her spirit left her body, how it split the sun
I know that she will live forever, all goes on and on

And she goes
And now she knows she'll never be afraid
To watch the morning paper blow
Into a hole where no one can escape

Ghost

To the sermon on the mount, I am listening
Tough guy's running his mouth, I am glistening in
Saviour spit is heading south, and I am getting in the way

Wait one minute son you're right, they're just listening
Worried, sinned and lacking sight, warning christening
Go shine this mother fucking light on all the people who can hear

This is tougher than I thought
Holding all the things I've bought

JC up for another bout, and I am ringing him out

Some thing's got me on the corner, and I am whimpering
Somewhere deep inside the coat, I am weathering
Wishing somehow you were near, cause I am withering alone

You arrived and ordered stout, I stared in wordlessness
I just kept noticing your mouth, and how your face just fit
Into every aching void, in what I've always missed some way

This is tougher than I thought
Holding you the grace I've caught

You're made of everything I want, and I am wringing you out

Like a morning bell
I am ringing you out
Like the kitchen rags of God
I am wringing you out
Like my voice across the hills
I am ringing you out

I am water on your feet
You are everything to me
And I am ringing you out

for M

Ring Out

Cocaine flame in my bloodstream
Sold my soul when I hit Spokane
Bought myself a hard pack of cigarettes
In the early morning rain
Lately, my hands they don't feel like mine
eyes are stung by dust, I'm blind
Held you in my arms one time
Lost you just the same

Jolene
I ain't about to go straight
It's too late
cause I found myself face-down in a ditch
Booze on my hair, blood on my lips
A picture of you, holding a picture of me
In the pocket of my blue jeans
Still don't know what love means
Jolene

Been so long since I seen your face
or felt a part of this human race
I've been living out of this here suitcase 
for way too long
man needs something he can hold onto
Nine-pound hammer or a woman like you
Either one of them things wiíll do
Jolene

I ain't about to go straight
It's too late
I found myself face down in a ditch
Booze in my hair, blood on my lips
A picture of you, holding a picture of me
In the pocket of my blue jeans
Still don't know what love means
Jolene

Jolene

Body and Soul:

If only my mind would fade away
and out of this pouring rain

Memories fly out to hidden dens
they flutter inside my head

Sink within.. smiling
But time devours all
it preys on 
the echos of my body and soul

Even though Im burning in the sun
I feel like in frozen grounds
Im not there yet
Im not there yet

Comes a time to find all that is lost
Comes a time its only love
I close my eyes, the path is clear
and now I run, and now...

Maybe its all right
to ride...

Body and Soul

Genres: Folk, Acoustic, Rock.
Bio: Born 1984 in Azul, Buenos Aires, Argentina. I sing since Im a kid but never studied or anything, Im not a musician either just having fun :B

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