Noah And The Whale

There's a pleasure
We must all feel
And it's a pleasure I know
Of losing your heart
And then letting love grow
What can I say
Any simpler
Than now is all there is
That you're free to be any person
And you're all that you give
'Cause my bones were made in the womb
And now the brains are leaving my tomb
And every piece will be consumed
By the love my heart endured
But if you do
What you do