Laura Palmer - Bastille, RAC

Ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh-ooh

Ooh, ooh

Ooh, ooh

Walking out into the dark, cutting out a different path

Lead by a beating heart

All the people of the town cast their eyes right to the ground

In matters of the heart

The night was all you had

You ran into the night from all you had

Found yourself a path up on the ground

You ran into the night;

you can’t be found

But this is your heart

Can you feel it?

Can you feel it?

Pumps through your veins

Can you feel it?

Can you feel it?

Summer evening breezes blew, drawing voices deep from you

Lead by your beating heart

What a year and what a night, what terrifying final sights

Put out your beating heart

The night was all you had

You ran into the night from all you had

Found yourself a path up on the ground

You ran into the night;

you can’t be found

But, this is your heart

Can you feel it?

Can you feel it?

Pumps through your veins

Can you feel it?

Can you feel it?

If you had your gun

Would you shoot it at the sky?

Why--to see where it would fall

Or will you come down at all?

If you had your gun

Would you shoot it at the sky?

Why--to see where your bullet would fall

Or will you come down at all?

This is your heart

Can you feel it?

Can you feel it?

Pumps through your veins

Can you feel it?

Can you feel it?

This is your racing heart

Can you feel it?

Can you feel it?

Pumps through your veins

Can you feel it?

Can you feel it?