What the Heart Pours IntoReleased March 7th 2010
MargotSun kills the night, a sight kills a sigh But Margot laughs Sometimes we stall and fall onto gold But Margot laughs Margot laughs Margot laughs (It was a strange night, we left at twilight and took a train down to the arse of London town We entered spryly but played to twenty disinterested people there to see someone else We left in darkness, laden pack horses, for a consoling 'never mind' sort of after drink We went below street, down escalators and unending tiled passages) Was an only child I know You pulled the curtain from off the mountain and made me see There's so few in my eyes We paid no price for our heart prize Click my fingers under the water, only I know We're all broken hearted I never thought, I never believed I wouldn't win But we're all broken hearted For what the heart pours into shouldn't feel like servitude So close your eyes and tell yourself How can you slaughter the soul's very seed? So close your eyes and count your breath But after everything is said So close your eyes and tell yourself |
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