These 3 Things

When you wake up in your morning Head on down the river See your soul Feel it sway Hear the world screaming Listen, your name Makes it seems like nothing could hear you You fall back off the ledge in your mind's eye It can see how you land and that's the difference Now proceed calmly to the edge of your road A narrow way that is leading you home Will I hear my soul? Will I hear my soul? Will I hear my soul? Will I hear my soul? You feel your shoulder tightening So you lean and sway If you're made of stone, then turn into clay Wash away my body, I don't need it I stop moving, slowly glisten and hurt Mary has a note for me, I'll leave in a day A precious secret, like a bird inside a vest Wings won't mend, so I hold them again It doesn't speak, it just sings 'til it burns Then I hear my soul Then I hear my soul Then I hear my soul Will I hear my soul? Will I hear my soul? Will I hear my soul? Will I hear my soul? Will I hear my soul? Only placement in the ages drees me Then why can't it please me? And why must my dirty skin be hot when you come near me? Must remember to dance alone at night Keep the profane in the light I have only got this life and it merits this It merits this Merits this, yeah Merits this, oh I must remember to dance with you tonight I must remember I owe my heart