Lyrics Bettie Serveert

Bettie Serveert

Souls Travel

All the souls travel on horseback, baby

And they're lacing up the stars to save

It's just a metaphor for what they're looking for

You need a satellite to see where they will soar

The souls come down ecstatic

And the crows are there to pave their way

They shine their inner light on all of human kind

And try to find the edge to leave the past behind

Free from of all their bodies of pain

They know they will never have to suffer in vain

Going through the mill & out the other side again

But for their friends and lovers there's no relief

They still have to go through 7 stages of grief

Somewhere down the line they will understand and see

There's no need to worry

I'll be fine

It's just a metaphor for what they're looking for

You need a satellite to see where they will soar

Free from of all their bodies of pain

They know they will never have to suffer in vain

Going through the mill & out the other side again

But for their friends and lovers there's no relief

They still have to go through 7 stages of grief

Somewhere down the line they will understand and see

There's no need to worry

I'll be fine...