Wick in the candle What lies beneath Look in the shadows and the spaces in between A vision ghosted appearing on my screen Soul, where is my soul, where is my soul I seek contentment I'm acting still All airs and graces With a smile before you kill Hold back the hostile crowd Before they trample you down Soul, where is my soul, where is my soul I'll go up With my conscience clean Down below they're looking for me And I know you've got my soul Oh holy ancient I'll smoke you up I'll take your wisdom And I'll turn it into dust You fill my ashtray The one I've come to trust Soul, where is my soul, where is my soul Soul, where is my soul, where is my soul Soul, you've lost control of all you've had Soul, where is my soul, your will so bad