A Northern Chorus

The poems strewn across the floor; theyre out of tune with every chord.
And one reads lay down inside this open heart.
And wheres this heart of which it speaks?
It must be soaring skies revealed.
For its been fooled for the last time, or so it would seem.
And I cant lay down inside this open heart.
With these crazed eyes of aftermath.
Tell me what happens when the planets align?
Will torrids skies collapse our hearts?
Will jealous moons come crashing down into the ocean floor?
For its been fooled for the last time, or so it would seem
[ This Open Heart Lyrics ]