From the recording Not Always Quiet
Guitar: Dave Johnson
Bass: Henry Taylor
Drums: Mike MacKinnon
Backing vocals & percussion: Fionnuala Reynolds
Words & music: Jacquie Thillaye © SOCAN
Arrangements by quiet hill
Engineered by Thomas Stajcer at New Scotland Yard
Lyrics
NO MORE SAVING SOULS
He sits alone thinking; she sits alone drinking.
There was a time when they would have done that together.
Better to move on, better to go. Better to get out, better to roll.
He remembers clearly everything he held so dear
Physics and philosophy, they talked until dawn.
So hard to move on, so hard to go. Better to get out, no more saving souls.
No more saving souls. No more saving souls.
(No more, no more)
He can’t shake her image, he still hears her voice
Shouting from the top of the stairs as he turns and walks away
Better to move on, better to go. Better to get out, better to roll.
So hard to move on, so hard to go. Better to get out, no more saving souls.
No more saving souls No more saving souls No more saving souls
No more, no more. No more, no more.
You've got move on- Get gone- Be strong- Roll on
He warned her once, he warned her third time round, he’s done making nice
You've got move on- Get gone- Be strong- Roll on
He was kind while she was cruel but now he’s done being her fool
You've got move on- Get gone- Be strong- Roll on
He picked her up so many time he lost himself but now he had found
He’s not going to save her soul, save her soul, save her soul
He’s just going to save his own.