Feelings of a Heart That's Aching
A trackless train, no destination
A soul stretched to the point of breaking
Confusion without revelation
Feelings of a heart that’s aching
In blackness, pain, no commutation
A sleep from which there is no waking
Delusion without consolation
Feelings of a heart that’s aching
Oh, the broken heart,
In splinters, pieces scattered
Heal, oh broken heart
Though torn apart and battered
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