اصل بول
ENترجمہ ابھی دستیاب نہیں۔ اصل بول دکھائے جا رہے ہیں۔
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
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
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 part of every heart of every stone of every grave
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
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
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
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
It falls apart, there's not a heart to beat there
It falls apart if there's not a heart to have
