Capo 4 with
VERSE
Four eyes entwined draw four separate lines
And none of them point to you
A tangled mess of knots I confess
But the intent was there I swear
We set out sights on something
That we thought was true
So now we sit and stare across
A surface spanning the whole state
Two feet between and miles apart
No words to speak been here a week
And still we haven’t got a clue
CHORUS
It falls apart there’s not a heart to beat there
It falls apart if there’s not a heart to have
It falls apart there’s not a heart to beat there
It falls apart if there’s not a heart to have
VERSE
Each word a world all of its own
Each thought rendered only in groans
The syntax skips semantics slip
And what was left a growing cleft
Of language lost tokens unknown
Then I guess we slipped right through
And lost all meaning on the way
We ended up a tiny piece
Of every heart of every part
Of every stone of every grave
CHORUS
It falls apart there’s not a heart to beat there
It falls apart if there’s not a heart to have
It falls apart there’s not a heart to beat there
It falls apart if there’s not a heart to have
