Black Burning Heart — Keane

I wish that I could be In the cellars of the sea And disappear in them Never to be seen again

Leave this life Its unrelenting appetite For feeding off the weak Who never had their turn to speak

The sky will be my shroud A monument of cloud

If we could turn back You can paper over the crack But it will return now And your heart will burn black

Give me your hand Cut the skin, let me in The molecules of us Bleeding into one again

The sky will be my shroud A cenotaph of cloud

If we could turn back You can paper over the crack But it will return now And your heart will burn black

Forgotten my way home Forgotten everything that I know Every day a false start And it burns my heart

I know everything you said was right and I suppose Everything is here forever till it goes You gave it all away, kept nothing for yourself Just a picture on the shelf

Je souhaiterai m'immerger dans les profondeurs des mers Y disparaоtre pour ne plus jamais кtre vu

Burning up Now I'm racing down a road I don't recognise I realise I've forgotten my way home Forgotten everything that I know Every day a false start And it burns my heart Turn back