Blood from a Beating Heart

She can't dig holes with a shovel

She won't shake hands with the devil

And when she's caught in the middle

She pulls away and it feels

Like a north wind breezin' your body again

Like a slow day makin' it's way in the dark

To a mouth where the feelings start

Rushing out like the blood from a beating heart

She holds the neck of the bottle

Her every thought is a riddle

You try to rise to the level

You sink back down and it feels

Like a north wind breezin' your body again

Like a slow day makin' it's way in the dark

To a mouth where the feelings start

Rushing out like the blood from a beating heart

The blood from a beating heart

The blood from a beating heart

A strange and delicate creature

Who only lives if you love her

Invites you to swim in her river

And leaves you under the earth

Like a north wind breezin' your body again

Like a slow day makin' it's way in the dark

To a mouth where the feelings start

Rushing out like the blood from a beating heart

Like a north wind

Like a slow day

To a mouth where the feelings start

Rushing out like the blood from a beating heart