I got soul by the Connswater River
Punched a hole in the guilty sky
Lost control by the Connswater River
Pretty graveyard eyes

I was lost like a stone in the water
I was lost but I was scared to go
And for a beat I am gripped by a vision
Allow myself to hope

Some things make your soul feel clean
Clean, clean
Some things make your soul feel clean
Clean, clean

Down deep I know
Down deep I know
Down deep I know
Down deep I know

IÂ’m a fool and IÂ’m filled up with sadness
Fallen through like a paper town
IÂ’m as cruel as this Connswater winter
So lay this villain down

Some things make your soul feel clean
Clean, clean
Some things make your soul feel clean
Clean, clean

Down deep I know
Down deep I know
Down deep I know
Down deep I know
Down deep I know
Down deep I know
Down deep I know