The party's begun, but your heart is all numb tonight
The music, it won't sing to you
The thoughts won't leave your mind

But there is a sound, a sound somewhere singing
There, it's in the willows
There, it's where the wind blows
On the river, in the open

It sings of all we are
In the Song of the Human Heart

The dark unfolds and ferries you over
Buries your sorrow within its arms
A song of the hopeless with no rest tomorrow
All they know is
Something's gone...

Yes, there is a sound, a sound somewhere singing
There, it's in the willows
There, it's where the wind blows
On the river, in the open

It sings of all we are
In the Song of the Human Heart

The dark that blows through a waltz so golden
Halls of the soulless, an endless throng
A throng in motion, with no rest to follow
All they know is
Harvest done

Frost on the moon tonight
Hardly a star
Just half a moon tonight
Harvest done

The dark unfolds and ferries you over
Buries your sorrow within its arms
A song of the hopeless with no rest tomorrow
All they know is
Harvest done

Frost on the moon tonight
Hardly a star
Just half a moon tonight
Harvest done
Frost on the moon tonight
Hardly a star
Just half a moon tonight
Harvest done

Harvest done...