Blowing Souls Souls go and come Leaving and giving love Holding onto to fears Fulfilling wants Producing tears Recreating this world over again Souls aren't inside us Souls are us We demolish and rebuild feelings Leaving cracks in a wall Hiding in the wind Being whisked away day by say We are a house that gives joy When it's time to go we lose it all The residents left leaving us with cracking birch wood You are a soul yes The house is gone the flame has died out, what is your soul.
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