Untitled Soul - Lady Lamb

Oh, creator, won’t you soothe my tired soul?

It’s so afraid, it’s so all alone

I feel the Fates weave my golden thread

Golden and glowin' one alone

All my gloom on the loom

Oh, lover, won’t you hold me in your hands?

I’m a little worried, I am all that I have

And I ache to be held and I want to be good

I don’t wanna die, wanna be understood

All my gloom, and all my doom

Oh, Mama, won’t you decode my dream?

I took the baby from your arms to dry her little tears

And when I moved the hair out of her eyes, I saw that she was me

And you cooed, «My oldest one, won’t you soothe your ancient soul?

It’s so afraid, it’s so all alone»

Oh, lover, won’t you hold me in your hands?

I’m a little worried I am all that I have

And I want to be good and I long to be loved

I wanna live, can you understand?

I am fightin' a villain inside of my head

It wants the crown, it wants the title to my soul

I’ll be ripe for the rotting when I finally go

Where there ain’t no more me left to console

Oh, my death, won’t you spare me today?

Today, I’ll feel the sun, today, I’ll swim the lake

I’ll make somethin' real if today you let me wait

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Somethin' real, make somethin' real

Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh

Take, take all my gloom

Soothe my soul

Soothe my ancient soul

Soothe, soothe, soothe my soul

Soothe, soothe, soothe my soul

Soothe my soul

Soothe, soothe, soothe