Heart With No Companion

and i greet you from the other side of sorrow and despair

with that love so vast and shattered it will reach you everywhere

and i sing this for the captain whose ship has not been built

for the mother in confusion her cradle still unfilled

for the heart with no companion

for the soul without a king

for the prima ballerina

who cannot dance to anything

through the days of shame that are coming through the night of wild distress

though your promise counts for nothing you must keep it nonetheless

you must keep it for the captain whose ship has not been built

for the mother in confusion her cradle still unfilled