Cornucopia of My Soul

I would rather be an angel crying
I would rather be a shooting star
I would rather be a human trying

′Cause tempest come and tempest go
Bind the wounds and heal the soul from doubting

I would rather be here with you sleeping
I would rather hold you all night long

'Cause tempest come and tempests go
We′re bulletproof and rock and roll

I would rather be here with you sleeping
Take these bones and mend them for your keeping

'Cause tempest come and tempest go
We're bulletproof and rock and roll
You′re flying

Cornucopia of my soul
Here I am, I have lost control
I would rather be an angel crying
I would rather be a shooting star
I would rather be a human
Gather up these bones and try real hard

Try real hard
Try real hard
(Try real hard and I never stop)
Try real hard
(Try real hard up against it all)
Try real hard
(Try real hard and I never stop)
Try real hard
(Try real hard up against it all)

Published:

29 December, 2021