paroles de chanson Souls of Gold - Sister Crayon

Why are we to blind to see that our souls are made of gold?
Why are we to blind to see that our souls are made of gold?

Woke up in the sevens, a strange last night
My thoughts are furious, in the thousands tonight
Keep your head down,
Keep yours
And rewrite tonight
Woke up in the sevens a strange last night

You are a recluse, you always were
I'm a recluse, I always was
You are a recluse, we always were
Primal, in fact we fall in time

Plenty it finds to the wall
To the wall and come on
And pretend we dont see this armor, before
Plenty it finds to the wall
To the wall and come on
And pretend we dont see this armor, before

Why are we too blind to see that ours souls are made of gold?

You are a recluse, you always were
I'm a recluse, I always was
You are a recluse, we always were
Primal, in fact we fall in time

Plenty it finds to the wall
To the wall and come on
And pretend we dont see this armor, before
Plenty it finds to the wall
To the wall and come on
And pretend we dont see this armor, before

Why are we to blind to see that our souls are made of gold?
Why are we to blind to see that our souls are made of gold?