Caves Songtext
von Thanksgiving

Our hearts in caves like hands in gloves
Nothing will touch or be touched
Like hands on drums or eyes in dark Our heart′s beating caves and moments
Yet still there's stars or holes in cloth
Our hearts are hidden by love lost

Our souls in caves like air in lungs
They come and go, knowing it all
We walk our streets and the world breathes our mystery
Empty then full, the moon in sky
No nails could hold the whipping wind
So our souls don′t join in our sins