In the sacred, in the heart
you'll be forgiven and forgotten
carried back to the start
to the sacred, to the heart
Where what's forgotten is living on
as distant sound, as distant spark
of the eternal never-ending song
in the sacred of the heart
Long before life began
the song was sung
Long before the birth of man
in the sacred, in the heart
Long before wings flung high
and the sails set forth
Long before we reached the sky
to find the sacred of the heart
We find the future in the past
we're all but memories apart
where the present goes the past will last
in the sacred of the heart
And there we'll be forgiven and forgotten
carried back to the empty start
where we are all but memories
of the sacred of the heart
where we are all but memories
of the sacred of the heart
where we are all but memories
of the sacred of the heart