You're a soul that ignites when the lights go out, the kind with petals for veins. Yellow laughter, with your eyes on the rafters...you're an old soul, just like my soul...let's get away.
To the souls who count their blessings and problems on every star that comes their way...staring at ink splats on the broken locks where they tried to carve their names....they are old souls, just like your soul....take them away.
We are the souls that are clouded from the words we didn't say...watching the city lights cover our paradise, our hearts left to stray...we are old souls, just like their souls....take us away.
So dear souls, old souls...I know you feel what I say...come in through this open mind...come take me away.
