Mating of the Souls

It is the fading of the home
That gives the heart a place to go
While rumours fly we do concede
That closed eyes are never free
Never free

Seconds turn to minutes and
Minutes burn through hours of
Days and nights
It's a weekly ritual
A weekly ritual

It is the mating of the souls
With such a long way to go
The concept is so sublime
But, we must wait a long, long time
Long, long time

Months turn to years and
Years burn through decades of
Limited time
It's a lifetime ritual
A lifetime ritual

Seconds turn to minutes and
Minutes burn through hours of
Days and nights
It's a weekly ritual
A weekly ritual

Months turn to years and
Years burn through decades of
Limited time
It's a lifetime ritual
A lifetime ritual

It is the mating of the souls
With such a long way to go
The concept is so sublime
But, we must wait a long, long time
Long, long time

Long, long, long, long
Long time, long time
Long, long time
Long time



Credits
Writer(s): Randal Prater
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