Cass McCombs - Traffic of Souls lyrics

Some souls travel underneath the night
Slinking around in the dark
Where habit's invite
Some souls travel underneath a star
The gallery of heaven is fixed
That’s the law
Some souls travel just to patrol
Weaving in and out of the traffic of souls
The traffic of souls, yea yea yo

Some souls travel where the light is hot
Throw a beach towel over a blackhole and say
"Family Plot"
Some souls wander into lightning’s flash
Their hearts were designed for racing
Then to turn to ash
Some souls’ traveling takes it's toll
Forgetting how they were first swept up
By the traffic of souls
The traffic of souls, yea yea yo

Some souls travel where the coin is tossed
Heads: you’re homebound, tails: you’re lost
Some souls travel only north to south
Their compass points directly
Into hell’s mouth for those souls
Traveling it'self is the goal
Until they’re sold and spit back
Into the traffic of souls
The traffic of souls, yea yea yo