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Soul\r\n<\/strong><\/span>Written by Sara So Far\r\n\r\n<\/em><\/strong><\/span><\/pre>\n
My mind spilling words<\/p>\n
Till my hear brims over<\/p>\n
It hurts and it spills, it hurts and it spills<\/p>\n
Till embraced by the paper<\/p>\n
 <\/p>\n
When my wheels are in motion<\/p>\n
My window\u2019s a changing picture<\/p>\n
Factory, tree, factory, tree<\/p>\n
Factory, people, people and me<\/p>\n
And the factory, and the factory<\/p>\n
And the tree and me<\/p>\n
And the people<\/p>\n
And the tree, and me<\/p>\n
 <\/p>\n
A heart, heart may be given, given<\/p>\n
And ripped, ripped to pieces<\/p>\n
But a soul burns on<\/p>\n
Like a torch in the night<\/p>\n
Like a torch in the night<\/p>\n
A heart, heart may be given, given<\/p>\n
And ripped, ripped to pieces<\/p>\n
But a soul burns on<\/p>\n
Like a torch in the night<\/p>\n
Like a torch in the night<\/p>\n
\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n
Our faces captured by shining screens<\/p>\n
Captured and held until further notice<\/p>\n
Unless we don\u2019t notice that time flies us by<\/p>\n
Riding on the winds of our forgetfulness<\/p>\n
‘Ness, ‘ness, ‘ness, ‘ness, ‘ness, ‘ness<\/p>\n
‘Ness, ‘ness, ‘ness, ‘ness, ‘ness, ‘ness, ‘ness<\/p>\n
\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n
Love may be captured by a two, three, four, many<\/p>\n
Or love may be captured by a one<\/p>\n
Love may be captured by a two, three, four, many<\/p>\n
Or love may be captured by a one, a one and only<\/p>\n
\u00a0<\/strong><\/p>\n
A heart, heart may be given, given<\/p>\n
And ripped, ripped to pieces<\/p>\n
But a soul burns on<\/p>\n
Like a torch in the night<\/p>\n
Like a torch in the night<\/p>\n
A heart, heart may be given, given<\/p>\n
And ripped, ripped to pieces<\/p>\n
But a soul burns on<\/p>\n
Like a torch in the night<\/p>\n
Like a torch in the night<\/p>\n
 <\/p>\n
\u00a92021 Sara So Far all rights reserved<\/h4>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
Soul Written by Sara So Far My mind spilling words Till my hear brims over It hurts and it spills, it hurts and it spills Till embraced by the paper   When my wheels are in motion My window\u2019s a changing picture Factory, tree, factory, tree Factory, people, people and me And the factory, and […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"parent":2227,"menu_order":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","template":"page-leftsideimg.php","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"footnotes":""},"class_list":["post-4093","page","type-page","status-publish","hentry"],"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/P49K3m-141","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sarasofar.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/4093","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sarasofar.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sarasofar.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/page"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sarasofar.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sarasofar.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=4093"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/www.sarasofar.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/4093\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":4094,"href":"https:\/\/www.sarasofar.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/4093\/revisions\/4094"}],"up":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.sarasofar.com\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/pages\/2227"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.sarasofar.com\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=4093"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}