Spinning - Elephant Revival

For the angels dance here in between

The air and that silver moon

Them devils only come to dream of this

For the saints come in with mirth and joy

They shirk a man, dance up a storm

They’re turning tables, reciting poems

They speak what comes off hearts and tongues

Hearts and tongues

Hearts and tongues

Well you know they’ve been here once before

They wore the same old heavy coats

They seek no fortune, seek no fame

Just a few wild horses to tame

Hearts and tongues

Hearts and tongues

These hearts, these dreams, these webs we weave

These hearts, these dreams, these webs we weave

These hearts, these dreams, these webs we weave

These hearts, these dreams, these webs we weave

For the angels dance here in between

The air and that silver moon

Them devils only come to dream of this

For the saints come in with mirth and joy

They shirk a man, dance up a storm

They’re turning tables, reciting poems

They speak what comes off hearts and tongues

Hearts and tongues

Hearts and tongues

These hearts, these dreams, these webs we weave

These hearts, these dreams, these webs we weave

These hearts, these dreams, these webs we weave

These hearts, these dreams, these webs we weave