Lyrics of '12 Harps' by Scott Matthews

His clothes hang tired
On his lonely awkward frame
They protect his bones
Like the folds of a bats wing cape
He talks to the wind
His breath spelling something
She draws near
But the words never hit the floor
And the one he adored never hears

As twelve harps play and time breaks the waves, she never hears

Faceless among all the tears
That reflect from her stone
As the crowd turns away he is left there
To grieve on his own
Leaving his heart on a harp
That he placed on her grave
He relied on the wind
But he knew she could never be saved

As twelve harps play and time breaks the waves, faintly she hears

You were the jewel
That I failed to unearth while I breathed
Deaf to the chimes
And blind to your eyes guiding me
Secretly watching you gave me your hand
I was safe in your care
I could have danced in the ball of your eyes
If I'd known you were there

As twelve harps play and time carries their waves
All through the years at last she can hear now
Clouds full of melodies
Banish those memories
It's all they'll ever need
They'll whisper through empty streets
And wild weathervanes
In the wind and the rain