Nobody knows your heart

In the moonlight I felt your heart
Quiver like a bowstring’s pulse
In the moon’s pure light you look at me
Nobody knows your heart
When the sun is gone I see you
beautiful and haunting, but cold
like the blade of a knife, so sharp and so sweet
Nobody knows your heart
All of your sorrow, grief and pain
locked away in the forest of the night
Your secret heart belongs to the world
of the things that sigh in the dark
Oh the things that cry in the dark
                                            — from Princess Mononoke


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