Besedila: Martyn Joseph. Other. Sing To My Soul.

I asked my mother where I was, October 66

Sitting in my classroom she say

When further up the valley a black mountain gave a sigh

With a generations children in its way


Sing to my soul, sing to my soul,

Love say hello, don't say goodbye

Don't leave me dry, sing to my soul


I am slick with words and sentences I am silver with my tongue

If a story's to be telling then baby I am the one

Touch the past that's in a soul, the heart begins to grieve

But lately I've been wondering what it is that I believe


Sing to my soul, sing to my soul,

Love say hello, don't say goodbye

Don't leave me dry, sing to my soul


There's so much to hold me here, much to tie me down

Walking wishes come and gone, something in me drowned

Tonight I am lost in this old town, tonight the map is torn

Running round, trying to find the path that I have worn


So I took a walk down thunder road dodging all the blame

I found a crowd who'd gathered there and they all felt the same

And we all cried out on our guitars, martyrs to the cause

But when we finished playing, I couldn't here applause


Sing to my soul, sing to my soul,

Love say hello, don't say goodbye

Don't leave me dry, sing to my soul


A sound can be the difference, a voice can turn the way

Let me run to catch your words, let me hear you say

You can kiss the lips of heaven, boy, she'll call out your name

Touch the devil's handiwork, it can feel the same


Sing to my soul, sing to my soul,

Love say hello, don't say goodbye

Don't leave me dry, sing to my soul


I thought I saw you smiling in the sound of the refrain

Thought I felt your pleasure as I sang it once again

All these little parts of me scattered at your feet

And I'll believe in miracles if you still want to meet


Sing to my soul?

I asked my mother where I was in October 66