 Sculpted clay, paper scraps, bits of wood, old belt scraps
Everyone is looking for their friend
Hearts, balloons and broken wings, a puppet dangles by his strings
And dreams of who is on the other end
And we are working upon this canvas
And it is perfect, and it is madness
We are only just beginning, we're only just beginning
To unearth this ancient sadness
See them scurry and toil, watch them sift through the soil
Something very large is buried in this ground
Yes, they've torn the surface all apart, but never even glimpsed the heart
They're going to have to go much deeper down
And we are working upon this canvas
And it is perfect, and it is madness
But we are only just beginning, only just beginning
To unearth this ancient sadness
They've packed up the tents and stages, put the lions back in cages
Yes, the carnival is over for the year
And it's sad to watch the party end, but I'm still looking for my friend
And oh, somehow she's never been so near
And we are working upon this canvas
And it is perfect, perfect madness
But we are only just beginning, only just beginning
To unearth this ancient sadness
We are only just beginning, we're only just beginning
We are only just beginning, we're only just beginning
We are only just beginning, we are only just beginning
We're only just beginning, only just beginning
Only just, only just, we're only just beginning
Only just beginning, we're only just beginning
We are only just beginning
We've only just begun, and hearts will fly
Only just beginning, only just beginning, only just beginning
And hearts begin to fly
Only just beginning, only just beginning, only just beginning
And hearts begin to fly
|
Switch to English 
