When the wind blows down this hard

Many a bond is broken

See the water lie on the ground

From where the heavens opened

Lord, how will you get through this night

With your dreams departed?

And who alone will comfort you?

Only the broken hear-art

Hear-art-ed

So you’ve gone beyond your means

Every wound is open

Your best laid plans are out of reach

And all your fears unspoken

Lord, how will you get through this night

With your dreams departed?

And who alone will comfort you?

Only the broken hear-art

Hear-art-ed

Sweet revenge is spoken then

In the twilight it is gone

To living lies with no escape

Lord, I would rather be alone

I press my fingers to the wood

To tell you of my dreaming

To sing you songs from olden times

To keep the love light gleaming

’Cause there’s a place where we can go

Where we will not be parted

And who alone will enter there?

Only the broken hearted

Hear-art-ed