Testo Warm Chords

Play those warm chords.
The ones we all adore.
I will listen and pound upon your floor.
All that old noise, we don't need it anymore.
Other lovers will line up at the door.

But it's always been you and never so true.
It always is gone gone gone got the radio on and tuned.
So you're a lighter, aglow in all the snow,
and I'm on fire, alive forever shown.
So hold on tighter.
Eyes closed, and then we'll go.
The hardest anger is channeled through the soul.

Play those warm chords.
The ones we all adore