Sting - The Lazarus Heart

He looked beneath
his shirt today
There was a wound
in his flesh
so deep and wide
From the wound
a lovely flower grew
From somewhere
deep inside
He turned around
to face his mother
To show her the wound
in his breast
That burned like a brand
But the sword
that cut him open
Was the sword
in his mother's hand
Every day another miracle
Only death will tear us apart
To sacrifice a life for yours
I'd be the blood
of the Lazarus heart
The blood of the Lazarus heart
Though the sword
was his protection
The wound itself would
give him power
The power to remake himself
at the time of his darkest hour
She said the wound would
give him courage and pain
The kind of pain
that you can't hide
From the wound
a lovely flower grew
From somewhere
deep inside
Every day another miracle
Only death will keep us apart
To sacrifice a life for yours
I'd be the blood
of the Lazarus heart
The blood of the Lazarus heart
Birds on the roof
of my mother's house
I've no stones
that chase them away
Birds on the roof
of my mother's house
Will sit on my roof someday
They fly at the window
they fly at the door
Where does
she get the strength
to fight them anymore
She counts all her children
as a shield against the rain
Lifts her eyes to the sky
like a flower to the rain
Every day another miracle
Only death will keep us apart
To sacrifice a life for yours
I'd be the blood
of the Lazarus heart
The blood of the Lazarus heart
He looked beneath
his shirt today
There was a wound
in his flesh
so deep and wide
From the wound
a lovely flower grew
From somewhere
deep inside
He turned around
to face his mother
To show her the wound
in his breast
That burned like a brand
But the sword
that cut him open
Was the sword
in his mother's hand
Every day another miracle
Only death will tear us apart
To sacrifice a life for yours
I'd be the blood
of the Lazarus heart
The blood of the Lazarus heart
Though the sword
was his protection
The wound itself would
give him power
The power to remake himself
at the time of his darkest hour
She said the wound would
give him courage and pain
The kind of pain
that you can't hide
From the wound
a lovely flower grew
From somewhere
deep inside
Every day another miracle
Only death will keep us apart
To sacrifice a life for yours
I'd be the blood
of the Lazarus heart
The blood of the Lazarus heart
Birds on the roof
of my mother's house
I've no stones
that chase them away
Birds on the roof
of my mother's house
Will sit on my roof someday
They fly at the window
they fly at the door
Where does
she get the strength
to fight them anymore
She counts all her children
as a shield against the rain
Lifts her eyes to the sky
like a flower to the rain
Every day another miracle
Only death will keep us apart
To sacrifice a life for yours
I'd be the blood
of the Lazarus heart
The blood of the Lazarus heart

Sting Search: Sting