The Heart Is Old - Lasse Lindh

She came across the room without notice, the tears and the blood locked in the

walls

She took one step, two steps, three steps, soon she was dancing

She said here is where i will find peace

But the heart is old and the pain must grow, it’s the one thing you can’t skip

It’s the broken jaw, it’s the cut from the saw, it’s the shape from which she

must bend

She took tuinal and seconol but still she couldn’t find it

The peace that she needed so bad

But the heart is old and the pain must grow, it’s the one thing you can’t skip

It’s the broken jaw, it’s the cut from the saw, it’s the shape from which she

must bend

What was it she saw on the roof that night

What reshaped her face

On the roof that night, what was it she saw

What stole all that light and put it deep down under and beneath