Spirit or Something - Monogold

The softest glow

That burns above these branches

I know I need to chase this

Formless and faceless

Your just in time

And we both know

Something the other doesnt

The shape well be making

The color well be tasting

Your hand is mine

SPIRIT!

Is this my shadow or your sillouette

Eyes of the same face

Blood of the same veins

We move in time

Is this a phantom

Or a feeling

Whispers when im dreaming

Hums when im singing

Your voice is mine

SPIRIT!

Trade with me now

Speak thru my mouth

Your eyes are my eyes

And eyes of the clouds

I swallowed your rain

And i spit your storm out

Hands are the hands

Where the branches reach out

Into the wind, to the wind, to a howl

I AM TOO

Walking and talking

In more ways than one

Leap up and lept out

Now the leave the ground to run

This voice holds

A thunder on the tounge

Taking the shape of the name you gave up

I AM TOO

Speak thru my mouth

I swallowed your rain

And I spit your storm out

Taking the shape of the name you gave up

I WANT TO