Good Ghost - Soft Wrists Lyrics

It's over now
The dust is finely settled
It's gone for good
Onward, moving somewhere
It goes, it goes, it goes
You can't expect the worst from
Not again, again, again
You can't expect the worst from
No, no

Be strong of hand, but soft of wrist
Making all you can of this
When all you want is to be held
The crimson cloth on eyes have felled
It separates us from our fear
Softly moving and sincere
We hold it tight
But grips let go
Falling down
We go, and go, and go

You can't create the worst from
Not again, again, again
You can't expect the worst from
No, no
Again, again, again

You can't expect the worst from
Not again, again, again

You can't create the worst from fear
Or lose your clear
Be strong, sincere

Again, again, again