There's this old heart
That got lost in the rain
Oh, it fell apart
It seemed choked in pain
Seems it can't beat
I watch it being tossed
It only weaps
I can tell it's lost
I don't know to whom it belongs
For it must have jumped right from their chest
I'm sure they know it's gone
Because there life is now a mess
Nobody stops to watch this heart
They step on it without knowing
But I find it as a work of art
That doesn't know where it's going
But isn't that what makes this place?
It's a world of a million hearts lost in a demension
And we're so use to seeing people on this chase
That we don't even stop to pay attention!
01-2002
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