Lyrics Wuthering Heights

Wuthering Heights

Tears

Grimly I recall a child who greeted life with open arms

But this child had to become a man

His own crops to sow

And 'neath the shade of sanity

Their bitter taste would grow

With false pretence were written

The articles I signed

Once aboard, to nothing came

All that I designed

If this bitter taste of anger could be washed away

Maybe I could trust the promise

Of another day

If only I could...

Cry, cry

Salty tears on dusty ground

Inner screams that make no sound won't echo

Wish that I could cry, cry

Fertile tears on barren soil

No longer trying to recoil

But rather learning to enjoy

Life as it be

Tears of anger make a man of me

I long for a time ere the mysteries were solved

As the blanks on the map were filled

The blanks in our hearts were growing

Now that all roads lead back here

There's no point in going

I want to master more

Than just staying afloat

I long to write a tale that differs

From what others wrote

If this sense of longing could be washed away

Maybe I would meet the challenge

Of another day

If only I could...

Cry, cry

Salty tears on dusty ground

Inner screams that make no sound won't echo

Wish that I could cry, cry

Fertile tears on barren soil

No longer trying to recoil

But rather learning to enjoy

Life as it be

Tears of longing make a man of me

There's no way to cut the Gordian Knot

Of past webs entangled

The cry inside you try to fight

So free breath is strangled

We might only have our berth onboard this vessel once,

no more

Would that I could cut the ropes and finally leave the

shore

Seems to me that we must walk the plank with open eyes

And not for shattered hearts of men

Do the seagulls cry...

Cry, cry

Salty tears on dusty ground

Inner screams that make no sound won't echo

Wish that I could cry, cry

Fertile tears on barren soil

No longer trying to recoil

But rather learning to enjoy

Life as it be

Tears of sorrow make a man of me