Verse) Looking in a mirror Knocked it from the shelf It shattered into pieces Could no longer see myself Tried picking up the shards Bloody fingers were warm Wondered who’d I be now It said, You’re SOURCE in FORM (Chorus) SOURCE in FORM What a thing to be I understood what it meant It was talking ‘bout me. I’m not from this world I am just part of a whole And the only thing real I’m a living soul Don’t look on the outside I’m just carrying on The truth of my being Is told in a song. If you really want to know me Just start singing along. (Chorus) SOURCE in FORM What a thing to be I understood what it meant It was talking ‘bout me. I’m not from this world I am just part of a whole And the only thing real I’m a living soul (Rift) A living sooooooooooooul I forgot that I kneeeeeeew The only way to express it Is rhythm and blues Musical lies interlude Not sure what that means But the rhythm is special And the lyric is clean
