Matters of the Heart

Dance. Reflections of a fool
The shining of his art
And
Dance
The beating of a drum
When four hearts beat as one
The rising of the sum

These doors have all been open right from the star
In matters of the heart

Dance. Clowns in the street
The city is asleep
And. no-one hears the beat
Dance
The clowns turning red
And heroes take a day
These eyes are painted red

Dance. Why are all these faces turning away
Dance. Hear what this body's longing to say
In Matters of the Heart

Dance. Reflections on a pool
Revisions of a fool
The shining of his art
And
Dance. The beating of a drum
A million hearts as one
The rising of the sun

These doors have all been open right from the star
In matters of the heart

Dance. Why are these faces turning away
Dance. Hear what this body's longing to say
In matters of the hear
In matters of the hear
In matters of the hear