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Words and Music by Simon Cozens except where indicated and copyright 1998 Thunderous Music
We all need some heartwork,
At the end of the day,
We all need some heartwork,
Or so we say.
[Instrumental]
[Verse 2]
We all need some heartwork,
From time to time,
I think you need heartwork,
x
[Instrumental]
[Verse 3]
x
y
Enough of this heartwork,
I'm going home.
As a special treat have a listen to the demo, over on my other server:
heartwork-demo.mp3
Lullaby baby,
Lullaby baby,
Lullaby baby,
I didn't want to hurt you;
Listen, but don't copy:
lullaby.mp3
And as it cracks, from side to side,
With the torch,
And as it cracks, from side to side,
In a looking glass,
Listen, but don't copy:
mirror.mp3
Lullaby
Lullaby baby,
I'll sleep here no more,
I heard the wolves howling,
As you carved up the floor.
You've nothing to fear,
People can't see you,
You don't know that they're here.
I'm running away,
So sleep now, don't worry;
I know you can't stay,
Not even a weekend.
Not even a day.
Hush now, baby blue,
I thought you were for me,
I thought you were true.
I thought I could trust you,
I thought you could see,
That I wouldn't hurt you;
But you had to hurt me.
You knew you'd hurt me.
Mirror Song
In a looking glass,
With white lies and snakes,
They're coming soon,
To visit your old mistakes,
The teardrop flows,
But no-one knows;
It's funny how the cancer grows.
Those seven years have washed away your pride,
And as it cracks, in front of you,
Seven years can't wipe away the truth.
Held in your hand,
You speak alone,
What nobody would understand.
A fallen song,
A fallen world,
It's funny no-one ever heard.
Those seven years have washed away your pride,
And as it cracks, in front of you,
Seven years can't wipe away the truth.
With white lies and snakes,
They're coming soon...
Happen to you
It's all in the clouds:
A freezing haze, that covers your mind,
Counting the days,
You never thought it would happen to you.
A matter of pride,
You never thought it would happen to you.
You thought you had found,
A resting place along the way,
But with nothing to see,
You never thought it would happen to you.
It brought down the doors,
You never thought it would happen to you.
It would happen to you.
The visions must fall,
Like seeds again toward the ground,
And `are you OK?'
You couldn't believe it would happen to you.
Time and again,
You couldn't believe it would happen to you.
With all said and done,
You calm the storms inside your mind,
No way to win,
You couldn't believe it would happen to you.
And nothing to lose,
You couldn't believe it would happen to you.
Get out of the greenhouse,
No-one here will help you stand,
Get out of the greenhouse,
Take a fallen star and dry your eyes,
Walk away from ignorance,
And prove yourself wrong,
Get out of the greenhouse,
'Cos it's been done.
Get out of the greenhouse,
You know you never die alone,
Get out of the greenhouse,
Nothing left to wish upon,
Open up your heart again,
And watch them pull it out,
Get out of the greenhouse,
'Cos it's full.
All of my life,
All of my days,
All of those nights alone,
All of my tears,
All of my dreams,
Are just packages in boxes in my mind.