The Keep - Gruff Rhys

of a loved one’s heart

Or the breeze that brushes weathered shapes

In the tails of cuts out in the sun

Just the constant ever-present turn

Of the curvature that we stand upon

Or the temper of the hairdryers

That drone along in tune with the universe

All I hear are the clanging

Of the carnivores caught on the

And the rumble of the supertankers

All blowing out distant leagues

In the rusty hollow tangled

that hang in the abattoir

Hear its lonely voice, it cries for the future

Now, for a future of any kind

I feel for your fingers in the dark

But I can’t see the path that lies ahead

I point a battery-powered torch

But it disappears into the void

I feel for your fingers in the dark

But I can’t see the path that lies ahead

I point a battery-powered torch

But it’s shining into darkness

The keeper in me, the keeper in you

Will keep persevering until we get through

To all the light that the door

The keeper in me, the keeper in you

Will keep persevering until we get through

To all the light that the door

The keeper in me, the keeper in you

Will keep persevering until we get through

To all the light that the door