Wake for Young Souls

Today I found my soul
I felt it die inside of me
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 thats all I have
And I can't remember who I was myself then
And it doesnt help
Still I look to you as a friend to tell me...

Who we are now, who we are
Who we are now, who we are
Where does time go now on a wake for young souls
Tell me who we are now, who we are
Where does time go now on a wake for young souls

Like a lullaby we sing
Oh eww, oh eww, oh eww...

Well the wind that blows
Its blowing colder
And the child that grows
She's growing older
And the friends we know
They'll turn a shoulder
The friends we know
They're growing colder

Who we are now, who we are
Who we are now, who we are
Where does time go now on a wake for young souls
Tell me who we are now who we are
ooohhh oh oh on a wake for young souls

Where's my soul
Where's my soul
Where's my soul...

Cycle of the moon bring blood to the woman
And the blood of the woman brings birth of the child
Child grows up
Keep forgeting something
Birth of the child come someplace while you
Even grey days beat the shade to wean
Unbodied unsouled unheard unseen
Let the gift be grown in a time to call our own
Let the truth be sewn before the window closing
Truth is natural like the wind that blows
Follow the direction no matter where it goes
So it shall be the earth and the sea
Let the truth blow like a hurricane through me

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
No like before
Though she hasn't forgotten
She doesn't like to be reminded anymore
Annie got married
It didn't come without tears
Like the day you died
I have laughter for these years

Who we are now, who we are
Who we are now, who we are
Where does time go now on a wake for young souls
Tell me who we are now, who we are
Where does time go now on a wake for young souls

Other things we know are going to
fall away from me
Like a grain of sand
slips through a good friends hand