the soul patrol

throwing our blessings upon the road
we entrust our souls
to someone we don't even know
and tell ourselves it's for the best

we almost believed it too

wandering down haunted streets
in search of the theif
the swindler who took off with our secrets
carelessly sold
but none the less
we must find him
bring him in
and interrogate him
we're on a mission
to save some souls

and perhaps we'll make a profit while we do

I'm sure those hapless, soulless fools
would pay a pretty penny
to be reunited with what they,
like us, let slip away