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 barstool 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
Louder 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,
I, I, I have 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
Oh, you're shining still
Oh, you're a lantern on a hill
And I would burn into the ground
To take you home
The heart believes in something more than what's been said
The heart's a two faced fortune teller.

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