Soothe This Pain - Ásgeir

Take these trembling hands

Touch these fingertips

Help them understand

The silence on your lips

When the steam rises from the ground

Levitating without a sound

There’s a peacefulness to be found

In a breath that is skywards bound

Soothe this pain, soothe this pain

Mend this broken voice

Ease these eager needs

Every little choice

Leads to fetile deeds

Light up when the night is worn

Opens up to an untouched morn

Rest, when these worried eyes

Melt away into open skies

Take these trembling hands

Touch these fingertips

Help them understand

The silence on your lips

When the steam rises from the ground

Levitating without a sound

There’s a peacefulness to be found

In a breath that is skywards bound