Soul Meets Body - Death Cab for Cutie, Ben Gibbard, Chris Walla

I wanna 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

They may have a chance of finding a place

Where they’re far more suited than here

I cannot guess what we’ll discover

When we turn the dirt with our palms cupped like shovels

And with our filthy hands we’ll wash one another

And not one speck will remain

I believe it’s true there are roads left in both of our shoes

But if the silence takes you I hope it takes me too

Brown eyes I hold you near, you’re the only song I wanna hear

A melody softly soaring through this atmosphere

Where soul meets body

Soul meets body

Where soul meets body

Where soul meets body

Soul meets body

Soul meets body