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hunter brookbank - souls lyrics

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[verse 1]
oh ticking from upon the wall
when will you stop your endless drawl
this innocence is burning each day
like incense for the weary prey
and i won’t stand here while you laugh
like you’re writing on my epitaph
like 19 years and more to go
before this time bomb will explode

oh ticking from within my mind
i beg you stop this and rewind
to days before when i was new
or how it was before we grew
i’ll offer my amygdala
to halt this cruel diaspora
if you’ll tell me what to do i’ll listen
this exodus to which i’m christened

[chorus]
we’re all just souls offering things up
we’re all just beggars in the square rushing to fill our cup
we’re all just souls offering things up
its up to you young boy, what you make that of

[verse 2]
oh ticking from the clouds above
why won’t you tell me what i’m made of
a young man needs somewhere to hide
his talents while he uses his mind
and blessed be those who follow true
but that seems quite a strange thing to do
when one could be out cashing in
his wits for all his weight in gin

oh ticking from between my ears
i’m beginning to weigh the years
that life has pressed upon my soul
a book bound by our weight in gold
and to be truthful i’ve missed you
the years have faded and i have too
i pray we’ll meet again one day
but first i have to find the way

[chorus]
we’re all just souls offering things up
we’re all just beggars in the square rushing to fill our cup
we’re all just souls offering things up
its up to you young boy, what you make that of

[verse 3]
oh ticking you’ve stopped again
i wonder how this story ends
each day a page each wage a word
that i so frantically have earned
i’m penning something i can’t yet read
but i trust your silent literacy
i just want there to be an end
where we close the book as friends

oh ticking i need you now
i’m screaming in i’m screaming out
i’m screaming to the world outside
do you know where he goes to hide
i swear i’m searching with my mind
i know sometimes i’m out of line
but i can’t escape the way i live
and that’s a sin i can’t forgive

[chorus]
we’re all just souls offering things up
we’re all just beggars in the square rushing to fill our cup
we’re all just souls offering things up
its up to you young boy, what you make that of
yeah

- hunter brookbank lyrics

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