Album: other songs

My Heart Beats



CHORUS: Lub, dub... lub, dub... lub, dub...

Every time my heart throws up a pulse,
The sky shakes and the sea trembles,
The birds wonder if it is the falling moon,
Or a crimson star, being pulled by gravity.

The green leaves murmur to one another;
They fear that the Earth is having aftershocks.
The nights, petrified and silent,
The days wade toward twilight, unaware.

Each of my organs takes turns to lick the tiny corpuscles,
Each artery beams as it quenches its thirst.
Every time my heart throws up a pulse,
A second whizzes by, and I know there is still tomorrow to come.

CHORUS: Lub, dub... lub, dub... lub, dub...