STANZAS TO THE HUMAN HEART
2002
Originally a Celtic lyric by Nicholas John Child
We live in mirrored rooms
For our passions hold us there
Like fauns beneath the moon
We dance when we dare
But we run no more from our nightmares
As we run down to the sea
We run now from our weaknesses
My weakness is for thee
And upon the shores of reason
We fumble for our truth
That will blossom in the season
Of our aged youth
And we hide no more from our bodies
In their inperfectious* frame
We hide now from our vanity
Till vanity is slain
And we walk through a lonely world
When the spirit's rising high
Like a chil
STANZAS TO THE HUMAN HEART
2002
Originally a Celtic lyric by Nicholas John Child
We live in mirrored rooms
For our passions hold us there
Like fauns beneath the moon
We dance when we dare
But we run no more from our nightmares
As we run down to the sea
We run now from our weaknesses
My weakness is for thee
And upon the shores of reason
We fumble for our truth
That will blossom in the season
Of our aged youth
And we hide no more from our bodies
In their inperfectious* frame
We hide now from our vanity
Till vanity is slain
And we walk through a lonely world
When the spirit's rising high
Like a chil