New Skins for Old Songtext
von Essra Mohawk

Can we doubt when we don an old animal skin?
That is really a previous state we were in
After all, if a TV can change its station
Why not a soul, its next incarnation
Ooh yeah

Not to say that the soul is in charge of the change
For whatever is holy is largely the strange
But only because the unknown is unknown
Oh, how many skins has your own spirit grown?


New skins for old (new skins for old)
New skins for old
Warm skins for warm skins
Or warm skins for cold

Can this theory be any more stranger to you?
Then the fact that each seven years trades old cells for new, uh
Maybe it′s madness, and maybe it's true
That the fur coat you wear is the fur you once grew
Oh, ooh

New cells for old (new cells for old)
New cells for old
Warm cells for warm cells
Or warm cells for cold


New skins, new skins, new skins for old
New skins for old
Warm skins for warm skins
Or warm skins for cold