And My Heart Rests

Oh when I heard from wise man’s soul

That you’re gone and I’m alone

Grinding sand into my veins

Dark lonely desert – the bed I lay in

Oh my repentance – it is in sight

And turning back is ill-advised

And tortured souls seek out pain

To liberate their love from drowning chains

Oh my beloved – how you’ve been missed

By your sweet prince who’s now deceased

With heartless dagger and no regrets

You’ve placed in your hands – and my heart rests

Oh my repentance – it is in sight

And turning back is ill-advised

And tortured souls seek out pain

To liberate their love from drowning chains

Oh my repentance – it is in sight

And turning back is ill-advised

And tortured souls seek out pain

To liberate their love from drowning chains

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