Kensington The Heart Of It
The heart, the heart of it The essential part where it hits the hardest They cannot harm us in this place, Our chambers filled with the promise of finding ways With every beat
The heart, the heart of it, The essential part where it hits the hardest, It's still the darkest part of us Or lit up by sparks like stars on a canvas
We call it Home, home is where the heart is, I need the fuel to start this fire in the sky Let it be known, the anger has departed, I need the fuel to start this fire in the sky
It starts and it ends with faith It's not easy to talk, to communicate You travel far but you can't embrace All that you are where you're from, all the tracks you trace Are leading off to a vacant space, a little spot where the lines in your face will fade
You call it Home, home is where the heart is, I need the fuel to start this fire in the sky Let it be known, the anger has departed I need the fuel to start this fire in the sky
When times are less refined Embrace the life, embrace the lines They're leading, home, home.
Home, home is where the heart is, I need the fuel to start this fire in the sky Let it be known, the anger has departed, I need the fuel to start this fire in the sky
Home, home is where the heart is, I need the fuel to start this fire in the sky Let it be known, the anger has departed, I need the fuel to start this fire in the sky
