THE HEART

 

I was born in an electrical storm

A flash of light struck down from out of Kingdom Come   

From the stillness came a beating 

That would not stop before its mighty work was done

 

Ride the rhythm everflowing

All to feed the river and the sweet bluebird

Whispering an easy knowing 

Waiting for the quiet so it might be heard

 

It’s a compass, it’s an engine 

Seeking out a new connection

It’s a beam of light shining through the dark

While you’re tryin’ to find the danger, love echoes through its chambers 

Such a perfect work of art   

The heart

 

What is this, and where’re we going?

Got sunk beneath the muck that I picked up along the way

Fables full of doubt and worry

The fear of God, and every price I’d have to pay

 

It’s a compass, it’s an engine 

Seeking out a new connection

It’s a beam of light shining through the dark

While you’re tryin’ to find the danger, love echoes through its chambers 

Such a perfect work of art   

The heart

 

Worn and torn and tough and tender

Worked by everywhere and everyone that I have been

Whet the chisel of surrender

I want to know what secrets lie beneath my chin

 

It’s a compass, and an engine 

Seeking out a new connection 

It’s a beam of light shining through the dark

While you’re tryin’ to find the danger, love echoes through its chambers 

Such a perfect work of art

The heart

© 2018 Chris Richards / White Mare Music (BMI)