We are the blood inside the men
Rivers flowing to and from
The mouth of the mighty ghost
To the eyes of the setting sun
These hearts beat for the land
The sky and things that go unseen
In due time may we come to know
And see these things we do not see
My love she walks a tight rope
If she falls, she'll fly, I know this to be true
If she reaches the other side, she'll climb even higher
Than the crescent moon
We are the dreams and walk right through
The stories told of such
A wisdom gained of mirth and loss
Of pain and joy and lust
We are the lungs, we breathe for dance
For trance and mystery
We are the breath, we take it in
And let it go as we please
This heart's a steam engine, baby
And love is you
We can sing a song in the midst of pain
And break on down the walls
Sometimes we rise above
And look out across it all
Sometimes we lose the plot
And it's for this we pray
In a way that was never taught
Somehow it will be ok
This heart's
A steam engine
Baby
And love is
You
We are the blood inside the men
Rivers flowing to and from
The mouth of the mighty ghost
To the eyes of the setting sun
