There is nothing I can do, but hold the lamp All the soil that buries the lifes, the palms of my hands And maybe I could let it all fall down Fill the space between you and I, the sky and the ground Hearts beat like buffalo feet, hearts beat beat Hearts beat like buffalo buffalo, hearts beat You made me cry the night you walked the stream Now it runs your hair, your ears, the palms of your feet In your chest I've always heard them run It's the sound of leaving behind the things that you love Hearts beat like buffalo feet, hearts beat beat Hearts beat like buffalo buffalo, hearts beat You won't be missing, the sun that does not show Behind the mountains, absence of it's glow You won't be missing, the sun that does not show Behind the mountains darling, absence of it's glow It's the sound of leaving behind the things that you love