Badger

the soul got out of the box
the soul gout out of the box
the soul got out of the memory box
and placed his self on an unpaved road

the soul kept shivering like an untouched woman
weeping
wind was very fine
wind was very fine
the soul kept shivering like an untouched woman
weeping without tears

hello doomsday, could you be my friend
my soul got out again
come on doomsday
im feeling lost

since the soul got out of the box
we dont need words no more
we dont need words no more
we dont need words no more
we dont need words no more

wanna take a trip on an untrained horse

untouched woman
untouched woman
untouched woman