There is nothing I can do, but hold the lamp
All the soil that buries the lifes, the palms of my hands
And maybe I could let it all fall down
Fill the space between you and I, the sky and the ground
Hearts beat like buffalo feet, hearts beat beat
Hearts beat like buffalo buffalo, hearts beat
You made me cry the night you walked the stream
Now it runs your hair, your ears, the palms of your feet
In your chest I've always heard them run
It's the sound of leaving behind the things that you love
Hearts beat like buffalo feet, hearts beat beat
Hearts beat like buffalo buffalo, hearts beat
You won't be missing, the sun that does not show
Behind the mountains, absence of it's glow
You won't be missing, the sun that does not show
Behind the mountains darling, absence of it's glow
It's the sound of leaving behind the things that you love
