CONSTANT MOTION
Hunting the Heart - track 5
Words & Music - Pete Morton

Sometimes we close our minds, shut the windows, draw the blinds
Take away some power from the soul
And with our loyalty and pride, soon we shun the other side
And all we do is dig ourselves a hole
Some say she is this, some say she is that
But you know as good as me it's all changing like the wind
We're ever flowing streams, from the mountains to the seas
And when the banners fall then the loving begins
Soon we're labelled by our clothes, labelled by our tongue
Labelled by the rumours they've heard
Labelled by our name, our Country and it's shame
Labelled by the written word
And some may say they're better, ignore the changing weather
The prejudices and vanities of old must fall,
'Cause when all the talking's done, everything is one
We must work together for us all

We're in constant motion, we're in constant motion
Love's plough don't know how to stop and start,
We're in constant motion, we're in constant motion
On the journey to the centre of the heart

We're in constant motion, we're in constant motion
Love's plough don't know how to stop and start,
We're in constant motion, we're in constant motion
On the journey to the centre of the heart

Each individual past, hid behind a mask
Has a knowledge and a glory of a truth
But defence is on alert, negativity and hurt
Costing more than an eye or a tooth
So be fair upon yourself, with your screen or book filled shelf
In this age of clever speed and sound
It's never been this way, it feels like it's information day
In a world just getting its feet off the ground
And these man made sufferings, and all these evil things
Leave us in this state of deep unrest
But there's glimpses of delight, I know you can recite
They're stokin' up the hope deep in your breast

We're in constant motion, we're in constant motion
Love's plough don't know how to stop and start,
We're in constant motion, we're in constant motion
On the journey to the centre of the heart

We're in constant motion, we're in constant motion
Love's plough don't know how to stop and start,
In constant motion, we're in constant motion
On the journey to the centre of the heart

 




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