Soul To Soul

When does life become death, and death become life?

It’s a fine line – one I can’t see even if I squint my eyes

If the soul can rise up and live again

Why is it I just don’t remember?

Feels like I’ve been here before

Looked in the window, but never opened the door

All of my visions have gone black

Now I’m trying to find my way back

To another life

In a time when the mysteries were told

To another life

In a world full of shadows, behold

I’m moving soul to soul

Soul to soul

When does art imitate life, and life become art?

It’s a hard line and crossing over is my only desire

If I have walked this Earth before

Why is it I just can’t remember

Feels like I’ve been here before

Peered in the window, but never opened the door

All of my visions fade black

Now I’m trying to find my way back

To another life

In a time when the mysteries were told

To another life

In a world full of shadows, behold

I’m moving soul to soul

Soul to soul

And now it fels like I’ve been here before

Looked in the window, but never opened the door

All of my visions have gone black

Now I’m trying to find my way back

To another life

In a time when the mysteries were told

To another life

In a world full of shadows, behold

I’m moving soul to soul

Soul to soul