Falling Hearts
Our falling hearts will lie
In a bed that I will make
Out of stone, out of clay
Out of the hearts that I will break
My breath will find a way
Pale light and delicate
To help you through the day
The beginning of the wake
My strength will know no end
No heart it cannot mend
No skin it cannot feel
No arms it cannot steal
You're not me I'm not you
Tell me should I fear you?
We'll walk along some more
You and I will make the shore
My strength will know no end
No heart it cannot mend
No skin it cannot feel
No arms it cannot steal
You're not me I'm not you
Tell me should I fear you?
We'll walk along some more
You and I will make the shore
My strength will know no end
No heart it cannot mend
No skin it cannot feel
No arms it cannot steal
You're not me I'm not you
Tell me should I fear you?
We'll walk along some more
You and I will make the shore
We'll walk along some more
You and I will make the shore
Writer/s: Frederic Soulard, Jeanne Added, Mark Kerr
