From the recording View From The Root

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Lyrics

she puts a light to the candles
round the room like a shrine
she says “if it don’t come in vinyl
then it ain’t music divine”
she calls me her lost and found

chorus:
her voice finds hope in diamonds and fables all around
and i’m taken over now, by the soul of a taste of a sound

when i’m lost in the darkness
when i’m cut at the knees
she says “you can give your soul to the city
you just bring your heart home to me”
she says "i know 'bout your problems
take a rest for a while"

(chorus)

and every sign on the highway
says i’ll be home again soon