Kate Bush

  Constellation Of The Heart


    We take all the telescopes
    And we turn them inside out
    And we point them away from the big sky
    Put your eye right up to the glass, now
    And here we'll find the constellation of the heart

        Steer your life by these stars
        On the unconditional chance
        'Tis here where Hell and Heaven dance
        This is the constellation of the heart

    We take all the telescopes
    And we turn them inside out
    And we point them away from the big sky
    Put your eye right up to the glass, now
    And here we'll find the constellation of the heart

        The constellation of the heart
        The constellation of the heart

    We take all the telescopes
    And we turn them inside out
    And we point them away from the big sky
    Put your eye right up to the glass, now
    And here we'll find the constellation of the heart

        The constellation of the heart
        The constellation of the heart

    Well we think you'd better wake up capt'n
    There's something happen'n up ahead
    We've never seen anything like it
    We've never seen anything like it before

        I want a full report
    That's it
        What do you mean, "That's it?"
    That's all you get
    You'd better do something 'bout it
        What am I supposed to do about it?
    We don't know, but you can't run away from it
    Maybe you'd better face it
        I can't do that
    C'mon face it!
        I can't do that
    C'mon, c'mon face it
        What am I gonna do?
        It is gonna hurt, it is gonna hurt me bad?

        Ooh here's the constellation of the heart

    Who said anything about it hurting?
    It's gonna be beautiful
    It's gonna be wonderful
    It's gonna be paradise

        (Just being alive, it can really hurt...)
        Ooh find me the man with the ladder
        And he might lift me up to the stars

        (Without the pain there'd be no learning
        Without the hurting we'd never change.)

        Oooh and if you see the woman with the key
        I hear she's opening up the doors to Heaven
        Oh and here comes the man with the stick
        He said he'd fish me out of hte moon

        Ohoh here's the constellation of the heart
        It is the constellation of the heart

        Oh yes it is the constellation of the heart


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