Bought an old soul from the dearly departed
A place I can store the end that I started
Saved up all year, so there's no debt or barters
I bought an old soul that fits my whole heart in
Tasting these tears as they fall upon me
I wasted each year that has no memory
Making room for love without fettered jargon
I bought an old soul that fits my whole heart in
Got a letter from a friend who said I need a shrink
I need medication and I don't need to drink
I received her with love, and I received him with whiskey
I'd receive them much better if they received it all with me
FOR SALE: an old mind that can't get much sorted
A messy old cavern with a whole lot of storage
Comes with two poles and an eye for a bargain
I bought an old soul that fits my whole heart in
The heart's just a muscle, and life's just its martyr
Love's a cliche, one I'd love to be part of
We'll take off our masks when there's uncharted waters
We'll all buy new souls to haul our old old hearts in