O My Heart - Mount Eerie, Julie Doiron, Fred Squire

What I find

Will be found easily

And only when I’m not looking for it

Without looking for the morning

In the sunset

It’s like this

That my will to live

Hides implied

In my heart beating

Without looking for fulfillment

But just accepting it

Oh?

What’s this?

Is this my heart

And is it thumping?

Oh my heart

Oh there you are

I’d stopped hunting

I thought you would be as big as a whale

My nets were knit

My harpoons armed

I had my ship sailed

And oh my heart

There you are:

Mouse nest in my hair

Oh my heart

Stowaway

I’d stop looking

Oh sleepy heart

What do you say?

Should we keep thumping?

(yes)