Song Of The Human Heart

The party's begun
But your heart is on mine tonight
The music it won't sing to you
The thoughts won't leave your mind.

But there is a sound
A sound somewhere singing
There it's in the willows
There it's where the winds blow
On the river in the open.

It sings of all we are
In the song of the human heart.

The dark unfolds and buries you over
Buries you sorrow within its arm
A song of the hopeless with no rest tomorrow
All they know is something's gone.

Yes there is a sound
A sound somewhere singing
There it's in the willows
There it's where the winds blow
On the river in the open.

It sings of all we are
In the song of the human heart.

The dark that blows through
Won't stop holding
Hoards of the soulless
An endless throng
A song in motion with no rest to follow
All they know is harvest done
And frost of the moon tonight, hardly a star
And just half a moon tonight, harvest done.

The dark unfolds and buries you over
Buries you sorrow within its arm
A song of the hopeless with no rest tomorrow
All they know is.

Harvest done.

Frost of the moon tonight, hardly a star
Just half a moon tonight, harvest done
And frost of the moon tonight, hardly a star
Just half a moon tonight, harvest done.

Harvest done.