Soul Meets Body -
by Death Cab for Cutie
| I want to live where soul meets body | |
| And let the sun wrap its arms around me | |
| And bathe my skin in water cool and cleansing | |
| And feel, feel what it's like to be new | |
| 'Cause in my head there's a Greyhound station | |
| Where I send my thoughts to far-off destinations | |
| So they may have a chance of finding a place | |
| Where they're far more suited than here | |
| Ba da ba da ba ba | |
| Ba da ba ba ba da ba ba | |
| Ba da ba ba ba da ba ba da ba da ba | |
| I cannot guess what we'll discover | |
| When we turn the dirt with our palms cupped like shovels | |
| But I know our filthy hands can wash one another's | |
| And not one speck will remain | |
| I do believe it's true | |
| That there are roads left in both of our shoes | |
| But if the silence takes you | |
| Then I hope it takes me too | |
| So brown eyes, I'll hold you near | |
| Cause you're the only song I want to hear | |
| A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere | |
| Where soul meets body | |
| Where soul meets body | |
| Where soul meets body | |
| And I do believe it's true | |
| That there are roads left in both of our shoes | |
| But if the silence takes you | |
| Then I hope it takes me too | |
| So, brown eyes, I'll hold you near | |
| Cause you're the only song I want to hear | |
| A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere | |
| A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere | |
| A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere | |
| A melody softly soaring through my atmosphere |