If we couldn't put the deepest words
To song and music
We would never know
What the dance of the heart feels like
Thus, our tragic lives would have love
Yet, in these thoughts people would
Despise one another
If you haven't heard
The dance of the heart tip-toes in a dark hall
Unheard by friends, only you can find it in the recess of the soul
If your pain is a silent anguish, you'll hear the little fire crackle
Showing you the light in a dark cave