Ooberman - The Magic Treehouse

Souls Of The Northern Lights

Slow, soft burning stars
In the magical hours we walk
Underneath heavens torch

I'm scared of letting go

Skin softer than rain
Walking like angels do
I could step into you

I feel like I'm alive

Something is going right
But one day we'll surely die
We're the souls of the northern lights
The children of the wind
The children of the wind
The children of the wind

Fall into the dawn
We fell in the morning sun
Letting the colours run

I'm hoping in my heart

Something is going right
But one day we'll surely die
We're the souls of the northern lights
The children of the wind
The children of the wind
The children of the wind

It's hard unburdening hope
In a world lost in coke fuelled bliss
If I can feel like this

Then maybe there is hope

Something is going right
But one day we'll surely die
We're the souls of the northern lights
The children of the wind
The children of the wind
The children of the wind
The children of the wind

But I'm scared of letting go
I'm scared of letting go
I'm scared of letting go
I'm scared of letting go
I'm scared of letting go
I'm scared of letting go

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