Manner And Means Lyrics - Back Home - Caedmons Call

Heart is a lonely thing to lose in the dead of the night 

The heart is a sad thing to lose in the throws of a fight 

The heart is a match to the fire 

And the embers of desire to keep it burning 

I am a shell of the manner and the means 

Mine is a story of nothing as it seems 

But when we've come this far 

Still we don't know who we are, does it keep burning? 

When it's over and you see it with your eyes 

Would you rather have the truth or a lie? 

I call for Angels to breathe holy on this rust 

I call the snakes to come out slowly from the brush 

I need a massive overhaul 

A revival to fall to keep it burning 

When it's over and you see it with your eyes 

Would you rather have the truth or a lie? 

When it's over and you see it with your eyes 

Would you rather have the truth or a lie? 

The heart is a costly thing to sell in the prime of the years 

My heart is thinly veiled in the usual fears 

The heart is the dream and the kiss 

That there could be more than this to keep it burning, burning 

To keep it burning, to keep it burning 

To keep it burning, to keep it burning