Take my heart to the Heartsmith
He'll know what to do
Torn and scarred as it is
I ought to have thrown it away
And yet I haven't
Why is that?
So that more people can crush it
Like it is the filth of the earth under their boots?
So that every passing second can add
Another streak of tears down its side?
Take my heart to the Heartsmith
He'll know what to do
Dry and discolored as it is
I ought to have locked it up
And yet I haven't
Why is that?
So that it may live to see
Another sunset end without its saving grace?
So that it may endlessly hope
For a knight in shining armor
And only get his blade inside it?
Take my heart to the Heartsmith
He'll know what to do.
Apr 21, 2019
Apr 21, 2019 at 3:20 PM UTC
Take my heart to the Heartsmith
He'll know what to do
Torn and scarred as it is
I ought to have thrown it away
And yet I haven't
Why is that?
So that more people can crush it
Like it is the filth of the earth under their boots?
So that every passing second can add
Another streak of tears down its side?
Take my heart to the Heartsmith
He'll know what to do
Dry and discolored as it is
I ought to have locked it up
And yet I haven't
Why is that?
So that it may live to see
Another sunset end without its saving grace?
So that it may endlessly hope
For a knight in shining armor
And only get his blade inside it?
Take my heart to the Heartsmith
He'll know what to do.