Heart of the Matter Songtext
von Bob Bennett
Heart of the Matter Songtext
HEART OF THE MATTER
W/M: Bob Bennett
I′m just a man
In a world full of men just like me
With a heart full of questions and answers
That seem to be somewhat connected
And a head full of preconceived notions
That manage to get in the way
And I find myself longing to return
Back to the place where I started
Back when I knew next to nothing
Back to the heart
Back to the heart of the matter
To the heart of the matter
Hearts alternate
Between tears and rage
A short journey through the human zoo
In this mortal cage
Words, like weapons
Ask no questions as they kill
People, wounded
Once dancing, now they're standing still
And all these things I can′t explain
They keep on running 'round my brain
And drive me deep, deep to heart
To the heart of the matter
Lamb to the slaughter
Well aware of the consequence
Saving fallen men
Living and dying in this present tense
So many things I can't explain
They lose and confuse me again and again
They drive me deep, deep to the heart
To the heart of the matter
A light shining in this heart of darkness
A new beginning and a miracle
Day by day the integration
Of the concrete and the spiritual
You can show me your sales curves
Plot my life on a flow chart
You can count up your converts
And miss where it all starts
You can show me your sales curves
There′s just some things that numbers can′t measure
These fragile pieces of priceless treasure
There's just some things that numbers can′t measure
In matters of the heart
Matters of the heart
W/M: Bob Bennett
I′m just a man
In a world full of men just like me
With a heart full of questions and answers
That seem to be somewhat connected
And a head full of preconceived notions
That manage to get in the way
And I find myself longing to return
Back to the place where I started
Back when I knew next to nothing
Back to the heart
Back to the heart of the matter
To the heart of the matter
Hearts alternate
Between tears and rage
A short journey through the human zoo
In this mortal cage
Words, like weapons
Ask no questions as they kill
People, wounded
Once dancing, now they're standing still
And all these things I can′t explain
They keep on running 'round my brain
And drive me deep, deep to heart
To the heart of the matter
Lamb to the slaughter
Well aware of the consequence
Saving fallen men
Living and dying in this present tense
So many things I can't explain
They lose and confuse me again and again
They drive me deep, deep to the heart
To the heart of the matter
A light shining in this heart of darkness
A new beginning and a miracle
Day by day the integration
Of the concrete and the spiritual
You can show me your sales curves
Plot my life on a flow chart
You can count up your converts
And miss where it all starts
You can show me your sales curves
There′s just some things that numbers can′t measure
These fragile pieces of priceless treasure
There's just some things that numbers can′t measure
In matters of the heart
Matters of the heart
Writer(s): Georg Kajanus, P. Pickett, Ian Henry Murray Marsh Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com