Black Burning Heart

Keane · Perfect Symmetry [2008]

I wish that I could be

In the cellars of the sea

And disappear in them

Never to be seen again



Live this life

Its unrelenting appetite

For feeding off the weak

Who never had their time to speak



The sky will be my shroud

A monument of cloud



If we could turn back, you can't paper over the crack

But it will return now, and your heart will burn black



Give me your hand

Cut the skin, let me in

The molecules of us

Bleeding into one again



The sky will be my shroud

The cenotaph of cloud



If we could turn back, you can't paper over the crack

But it will return now, and your heart will burn black

Forgotten my way home, forgotten everything that I know

Every day a false start, and it burns my heart

I know



Everything you said was right, and I suppose

Everything is here forever, till it goes

You gave it all away, kept nothing for yourself

Just a picture on the shelf



Je souhaiterais m'immerger

Dans les profondeurs des mers

Y disparaître

Pour ne plus jamais être vu



Burning up now

And I'm racing down a road I don't recognise

I realise I've



Forgotten my way home, forgotten everything that I know

Every day a false start, and it burns my heart

Turn back