Black Burning Heart - Keane

I wish that I could be In the cellars of the sea

And disappear in them

Never to be seen again

Leave this life

Its unrelenting appetite

For feeding off the weak

Who never had their turn to speak

The sky will be my shroud

A monument of cloud

If we could turn back

You can paper over the crack

But it will return now

And your heart will burn black

Give me your hand

Cut the skin, let me in The molecules of us Bleeding into one again

The sky will be my shroud

A cenotaph of cloud

If we could turn back

You can paper over the crack

But it will return now

And your heart will burn black

Forgotten my way home

Forgotten everything that I know

Every day a false start

And it burns my heart

I know everything you said was right and I suppose

Everything is here forever till it goes

You gave it all away, kept nothing for yourself

Just a picture on the shelf

Je souhaiterai m’immerger dans les profondeurs des mers

Y disparatre pour ne plus jamais tre vu Burning up Now I’m racing down a road I don’t recognise

I realise I’ve forgotten my way home

Forgotten everything that I know

Every day a false start

And it burns my heart

Turn back