THE HEART WANTS WHAT IT WANTS Is time still the old time? Does the moon still peep and bid the sun bye? Do buds still push open their orifice and spit flowers? I count seasons in the sun You went away for too long Light left my eyes What is the pride in sight? Does the red cock still crow? Does the breeze still pout his lips and whistle the name of trees? Do you still hear the sound of the thunder's arching eye brow? All these i do not know Do you still hear the footsteps of rain drops on brown roofs? Or perhaps the clickety-clock symphony of horses hoofs? You went away for too long Sound left my ears What is the pride in hearing? Does the taste of honey still gladden the tongue? Do the flowing rush of water still overwhelm the bowels? Is nectar still the reason why ladybirds dance? Do houseflies still kiss pollen grains as they carelessly swing their hips? You went away for too long Taste left my lips What is the pride in taste? Sight was the wild card Sou...