Bruised Heart
Such terrible things he's told me
He with the bruised heart
Such terrible things I've heard
Across that war-torn desert
With a million watchful eyes
That droning fleet of man-made flies
To that fateful wedding convoy
Where the water turned to blood
The weeping of the bridegroom
That sounded its own flood
Incinerated bones of the children
Into the earth were tilled
Like Antigone before me
Their voices sounding shrill
But in spite of all of these terrible things
I love him still
Such terrible things he's told me
The scars of which are etched
Deep into his flesh
He has the eyes of the whale
They know the sorrow of all the world
Sold into slavery
Their muscular flags unfurled
O but we could take the lead
Of all these muted wars
That lead
Our love to change
To gold
An antidote to the torturers
Just hungry for the kill
Emaciated cannibals
Their bellies never filled
But because of all of these terrible things
I love him still
So let me go with him
Into the trenches
Though it's not my war to fight
O let me go with him
Deep into the underbelly of hell
I'll stand by his side
O let me go with him
Though I know very will
It may lead to our demise
He with the bruised heart
Such terrible things I've heard
Across that war-torn desert
With a million watchful eyes
That droning fleet of man-made flies
To that fateful wedding convoy
Where the water turned to blood
The weeping of the bridegroom
That sounded its own flood
Incinerated bones of the children
Into the earth were tilled
Like Antigone before me
Their voices sounding shrill
But in spite of all of these terrible things
I love him still
Such terrible things he's told me
The scars of which are etched
Deep into his flesh
He has the eyes of the whale
They know the sorrow of all the world
Sold into slavery
Their muscular flags unfurled
O but we could take the lead
Of all these muted wars
That lead
Our love to change
To gold
An antidote to the torturers
Just hungry for the kill
Emaciated cannibals
Their bellies never filled
But because of all of these terrible things
I love him still
So let me go with him
Into the trenches
Though it's not my war to fight
O let me go with him
Deep into the underbelly of hell
I'll stand by his side
O let me go with him
Though I know very will
It may lead to our demise
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Writer(s): Stephanie Nilles
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