Can’t you tell where I’ve been?
You can see it from the lines of my face.
Can’t you see what I’ve seen?
You can see it by the blood in my eyes
Can’t you tell where i’ve walked,
you can judge it by the shape of my calves
I can’t tell how you feel
We are all the secrets of our past.
You don’t know my soul, I don’t know your soul
We’ll connect in levels until we grow old
But theres a part that we keep to ourselves
The shapes, the lies, the blood, on the shelf..
You don’t my soul, I don’t know your soul.
You’ll never know my soul, I’ll never know your soul.
Thin Lear's sophisticated rock music is tempered with soaring chamber pop accents and an undeniable gift for melody. Bandcamp New & Notable Jul 30, 2020