The Soul

The soul

Ash on your jacket
Smell of a storm on your tongue
You laugh like you planned it
Every bad thing that you’ve done
You draw a doorway
On the back of my hand
Then you run
The soul takes fire without a gun
Yeah
The soul takes fire without a gun

Forgotten magic without sun
Casting shadows over everyone
You twist the air
’till it comes undone
Forgotten magic
You’re the one
The soul takes fire without a gun
The soul takes fire without a gun (oh-oh)

You keep a secret
Folded in matchbook flint
Say
"Wish on the smoke
Love
Not on the printed hint"
You light up nothing
Still the room starts to spin
We’re stunned
The soul takes fire without a gun
Every quiet word weighs a ton

Forgotten magic without sun
Casting shadows over everyone
You twist the air
’till it comes undone
Forgotten magic
You’re the one
The soul takes fire without a gun
The soul takes fire without a gun (hey!)

How do you burn with empty hands?
How do you turn the dust to glass?
You say
"Believe it
Don’t ask"
Then you’re gone
You’re gone so fast

Forgotten magic without sun
Casting shadows over everyone
You twist the air
’till it comes undone
Forgotten magic
You’re the one
The soul takes fire without a gun
The soul takes fire without a gun