Death after days - Juhne

When your heart is everywhere but in its place
Pretending is hardworking
Sleepy you'd like to fly like a dove
To get to the one you really love

When your heart is everywhere but in its place
Drinking a whiskey on the rocks
Giving thought to the garden of remembrance
You know your ship is on the rocks

When your heart is everywhere but in its place
Taking stock, wanting to give up
You wish you could vanish in peace
Into the sweetness of death

When your heart is everywhere but in its place
You wanna find a way to escape
But there is no hope without faith
And no heart to be found in death