A new heart pounds
Brightest in the city
Gives flesh to the unseen
Slow, deep and sticky
You have a vague sympathy
For these hydra-headed sorrows
Age in the gloom
And deep folds of skin
Invoking who you were
And are and will be again
A new heart pounds
You have a vague sympathy
For these hydra-headed sorrows
Sympathy for these hydra-headed sorrows
Age in the gloom
Deep folds of skin