I saw the sun rise over your time
Side notes and some words
That I'll never write
Window-less living, egg shell on your wall
Your British beginning
Reminds me of them all
My water tower washes your waves and your old
Waiting for someone
To claim me as your own
Streets and decisions
All lined in a row
And I'll hold the ribbon
But you hold your own
For your old soul
For your old soul
For your old
For your old soul
For your old soul
For your old
If I only opened the doors
If I only opened the waters
If I only opened the doors for the worst
I only open the doors
I only open the waters
I only open the doors for the worst
For you old soul
For your old soul
For your old
For your old soul
For your soul
For your old