Holy Holy - Wye Oak

Holy, holy, holy

There is no other story

Holy, holy, holy

It is blindly seeking my story

Holy, holy, holy

Would you like to know me?

And don’t fall unless to free

And lonely seeking as they need

Further choice and secrets our heart stores

We are the only way in my real world

A children for the blessed, for an old count

A tri-star upon your mind in my delight

All they say is, can we contain this?

A human, you’re his precious

And I, oh sure, know this

When everyone should know this

Holy, holy, holy

There is no other story

It is blindly seeking my story

We will be who we want to be

Further choice and secrets our heart store

We are the only way in my real world

A children for the blessed, for an old count

A tri-star upon your mind in my delight

Ah, you will be mine

Ah, you will be mine

Ah, you will be mine

Ah, you will be mine

Holy, holy, holy

There is no other story

Holy, holy, holy