Burning Soul by IGNATIUS

You feel pain that’s running down your throat
You've lost your mind and then your soul
But wandering through the night, you lose your time and mine
You feel stranger to any kind of role
Your days are dark your nights are cold
But wandering through this life, you lose the track of time

Burning soul, too young and yet too old
It's not that you don't care but there is nowhere you belong
You shine and then fall too deep to carry on
But in the end you'll know that you are only made of bones
But in the end you'll know that you are only made of bones

you’re clinging to the end of your rope
struggle and your strength are your last hope
but at some point in this fight
your faith got out of sight

Burning soul, too young and yet too old
It's not that you don't care but there is nowhere you belong
You shine and then fall too deep to carry on
But in the end you'll know that you are only made of bones
But in the end you'll know that you are only made of bones

• Country
• Folk
• blues
• indie folk
• Montreux