Tall Heights Spirit Cold Lyrics
Spirit Cold by Tall Heights
[Verse 1]
How do I wake my spirit cold?
We always say when our history's told
If only we knew the things we know
There's a question ages old
[Pre-Chorus]
Let me down easy, let me down slow
If all good things ever come and go
Let me back down in a place I know
Hold the nail for the hammer stroke
[Chorus]
Oh, this my trash, this my tome
Oh, this my blood, this my bone
[Verse 2]
How do I learn my dreams to mold
To lay them bare in the morning cold?
If they're still out there then the chasm grows
For all you know, for all you've known
[Pre-Chorus]
Let me down easy, let me down slow
If all good things ever come and go
Let me back down in a place I know
Hold that nail for the hammer stroke
[Chorus]
Oh, this my weapon, this my loam
Oh, this my blood, this my bone
[Bridge]
How do I wake my spirit cold?
Most people die but others just go
She's still out there and the chasm grows
Steady are the feet in the morning glow
[Chorus]
Oh, this my trash, this my tome
Oh, this my weapon, this my loam
Oh, this my mountain, this is my home
[Verse 1]
How do I wake my spirit cold?
There's a question ages old
How do I wake my spirit cold?
We always say when our history's told
If only we knew the things we know
There's a question ages old
[Pre-Chorus]
Let me down easy, let me down slow
If all good things ever come and go
Let me back down in a place I know
Hold the nail for the hammer stroke
[Chorus]
Oh, this my trash, this my tome
Oh, this my blood, this my bone
[Verse 2]
How do I learn my dreams to mold
To lay them bare in the morning cold?
If they're still out there then the chasm grows
For all you know, for all you've known
[Pre-Chorus]
Let me down easy, let me down slow
If all good things ever come and go
Let me back down in a place I know
Hold that nail for the hammer stroke
[Chorus]
Oh, this my weapon, this my loam
Oh, this my blood, this my bone
[Bridge]
How do I wake my spirit cold?
Most people die but others just go
She's still out there and the chasm grows
Steady are the feet in the morning glow
[Chorus]
Oh, this my trash, this my tome
Oh, this my weapon, this my loam
Oh, this my mountain, this is my home
[Verse 1]
How do I wake my spirit cold?
There's a question ages old