Silver Soul - Beach House

We gather matters of the heart

So we can act a fool

It’s incomplete without you

The silver soul is running through

It’s a vision, complete illusion, yeahhh

The needle on the spinning wheel

Collecting silver coil

It gathers heat without you,

Whether or not you’re turned from it It’s a quick turn

To let us in, yeahhh

It is happening again

It is happening again

It is happening again

It is happening again

The bodies lying in the sand,

They’re moving in the dark

It is so quick to let us in Feel it moving through our skin

It’s a sickness, infinite quickness yeahhh

It is happening again…