Wye Oak

Holy, Holy
Holy, holy, holyThere is no other storyHoly, holy, holy,Is kindly seeking masteryHoly, holy, holyWould you like to know me?A tongue without a mouth to feedAnd lonely, seeking as I kneelFor the joys and secrets I have storedHere I lay awaiting my rewardA tension for the blessed?follow, countThat tries to hold your mind and not give out No patience can contain thisAll human joy is preciousAnd I, of all, should know thisAnd everyone should noticeHoly, holy, holyThere is no other storyIs kindly seeking masteryWe'll be who we ought to beFor the joys and secrets I have storedSongtexteHere I lay awaiting my rewardA tension for the blessed, finding outThe ties that hold your mind will not give outOoooh, they will give outOoooh, they will give outOoooh, they will give outOoooh, they will give out Aus Songtexte Mania