Song | Heartless Empire |
Artist | Broken Bells |
Album | Meyrin Fields |
And what you found was gold | |
As black as dried blood | |
The taste was so, so sweet | |
And one loves to love | |
The whole idea seems unfair to all | |
But it's always that way | |
So circles, crowds take in | |
Coincidental sun | |
And careful hands tie their knots | |
And you're dumb to be done | |
No, I'm not desolate enough | |
And heartless empire from | |
Where to end it | |
Those who search search by themselves | |
Leaving nothing to gain | |
Cast like stones into the night | |
We're all one and the same |