Текст песни Matters of the Heart - Freur
Dance.
Reflections
on
a
pool
The
dancing
of
a
fool
The
shining
of
his
art
And.
Dance.
The
beating
of
a
drum
When
four
hearts
beat
as
one
The
rising
of
the
sun
These
doors
have
all
been
open
right
from
the
start
In
matters
of
the
heart
Dance.
Clowns
in
the
street
The
city
is
asleep
And
no-one
hears
the
beat
And.
Dance.
The
clowns's
turning
red
And
heroes
take
a
day
These
eyes
are
painted
red.
These
eyes
were
blind
and
empty
right
from
the
start
In
matters
of
the
heart
Dance.
Why
are
all
these
faces
turning
away
Dance.
Hear
what
this
body's
longing
to
say
In
Matters
of
the
Heart
Dance.
Reflections
on
a
pool.
Revisions
of
a
fool
The
shining
of
his
art
And.
Dance.
The
beating
of
a
drum
A
million
hearts
as
one
The
rising
of
the
sun
These
doors
have
all
been
open
right
from
the
start
In
matters
of
the
heart
Dance.
Why
are
all
these
faces
turning
away
Dance.
Hear
what
this
body's
longing
to
say
In
matters
of
the
heart
In
matters
of
the
heart
In
matters
of
the
heart
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