Solution - Powderfinger

There’s every sign

That every mind must bear a little frustration

When souls collide

We’re all bound to meet sometime

If you were my only problem

Then i couldn’t confuse you with the solution

So pretty

Soul pity

I think i better ease back

And let the demons slide

There’s a season ahead

A celebration of life

There’s a season ahead

Of celebration and rhyme

The seams are getting frayed

Feels like something’s ready to break

The seams are getting frayed

Feels like something’s ready to break

So pretty soul pity

So pretty soul pity

And that just a little light

And it’s creeping in