The heart believes in something More than what’s been said The heart’s a two-faced fortune teller It strangles honesty and ties it to a post When a seat upon a bar stool would be better
I do not dare to raise my head or move my limbs To see the valley in this state I fill my glass and let the evening take its shape Spinning knives with luckless lovers time and fate
You’re shining still You’re a lantern on a hill And I would burn into the ground To take you home
I will grow the words that fall From fortune’s jagged lips The anchor and the diving bell And though I fear I may be rudderless at sea Aye, aye, aye, I’ve searched for ground In deeper wells
You’re shining still Oh you’re a lantern on a hill And I would burn into the ground To take you home, home, home To take you home, home, home To take you home, home, home To take you home, home, home
You’re shining still Oh you’re a lantern on a hill And I would burn into the ground To take you home, home Home, home
The heart believes in something More than what’s been said The heart’s a two-faced fortune teller