The House of the Heart

You stand beneath a racing sky
You don't know why you came to
The house of the heart

You sit amongst the whitered flowers
By the dry fountains
You look at the barren world around
The house of the heart

The lichen covered courtyard lions
Stand restlessly beside you
The great door it swings
The house of the heart

Remote and scarlet
Say the clouds
Vivid visions shatter down the spiral stairs
Promises and perfection
Solitude and despair

You hear the tempest beauty sigh
You don't know how you came to
The house of the heart

Simon Huw Jones