2 for the namesake
But who holds the heart, the muse title, who inspires a fire in the
depths of a soul
Oh sweet misery brings a deeper cut, a darker blood.
But what of stability, to know where your feet are?
A man stands in the center, closes his eyes.
Tries to find where his heart is pulling.
To the comforts and safety of the northern lands,
Or the mystery and uncertinaty of the southern parts.
But who holds the heart, the muse title, who inspires a fire in the
depths of a soul
Oh sweet misery brings a deeper cut, a darker blood.
But what of stability, to know where your feet are?
A man stands in the center, closes his eyes.
Tries to find where his heart is pulling.
To the comforts and safety of the northern lands,
Or the mystery and uncertinaty of the southern parts.