Horse’s Head

At the bottom of a barely beating heart
Is the tinder and the flint
Just waiting for the fire to start
And it’s a coming theme
To be on your knees
When all you want is to be standing up

And at the centre of the earth is the molten core
We retreat when we dig too deep
But it’s the heat that keeps us coming back for more
For we’re compelled to know
What awaits down the rabbit’s hole
So wring your hands
Or beat your chests
But go

Up to the 25th floor where you’d never been before
And you like the view until you see the silver plattered bitter pill
But chances are chances
Swallow like the man says

And at the edge of the earth is the Mortal Coil
Unraveling a spool, a thread, a web we weave
Then ask for more
And if it’s more you choose
But then lament, bemoan, accuse
The more you came to claim
You’ll stand to lose

And right from the very beginning
There’s always been somebody singing
And somebody else who’ll flash you fancy chances
And there’ll always be
A hook to the chorus
So go write one for us
You ask for some help instead
They hand you the horse’s head

So shine, shine, shine, shine your light on me
I don’t mind
As long as you see me shine

But right from the very beginning
There’s always been somebody singing
And right till the end my friend
There’ll always be somebody listening
So drink one for sorrow
And two for tomorrow