Soul

By Chris Devine

Something's pulling at my soul,
I think it's you.
I used all my purity telling the hopes from the true,
When nothing is either; it's all only you.

Whose heart beats in here?
We're both still here, but there's still just one.
Be my light or leave me alone.
Just be the voice that I want to hear.

Something's drawing from my strength,
But it's only me,
Telling myself that the endless road makes us free,
When I cannot agree what my path should be.
Something's pulling at my soul, I think it's you.
Surrender a handshake and dreams of dominion,
The truths are not facts; they're just your opinions.
Mistaken ideas belie the wrong functions,
And all of my mores are just your compunctions.

Be my light or leave me alone
Be my light or leave me alone
Be my light or leave me alone

Whose heart beats in here?
We're both still here, but there's still just one.
Be my light or leave me alone.
Just be the voice that I want to hear.

The pain starts now, as something breaks free.
Something's pulling at my soul, but this time it's me.