Though the whole world be blown apart
   No matter how dumb or how smart
   Still beats beneath the rocky rumble
   The dead lover's twisted heart
   It's too late to stop or start
   Anything else would never reach great art
   'Cept the lonely faithful longing
   The dead lover's twisted heart
   Though the wind is blowing free
   And the sun is shining happy
   Though your faces show no sympathy
   For buried deep beneath the shopping mart
   The dead lover's twisted heart
   Though this story sad it is
   Wrapped in sorrow, borne of mystery
   It was years of painless suffering
   The dead lover's twisted heart