Soft Coda Lyrics

Looking to the glide of your hands / With their history quenched
No explainable source / For the depths to cite

Floating on the peaks of your wake / That the ocean took back
Greedy for a theme / And your kindness aswell
No forcefield acts on bones inside / You said in a soft coda,
I'm not yet done
Everytime your legacy chimes / It's a jubilee
And a funeral march / And the question why

This would be the day that you came / To our revelling town
To ignite our minds / There would be different tears

No forcefield acts on bones inside / You said in a soft coda,
We almost won.