Aparte de para introducirle catéteres, mallas y balones sin numero y sin evidencia el corazón sirve como fuente de inspiración para poetas y músicos. Al éxito de los pasados meses la genial canción «el corazon» se añade esta esplendida balada rock dedicada al prolapso de la válvula mitral.

La letra:

there’s a room with all the rain
somewhere at the core
falling through the drain
in the center of the floor
trap door guardians
try and push and brace
but nothing in the world
is gonna fill this place

your hands upon my chest
cotton candy trees
everything i taste
dissolves eventually
i want the windows wide
but in the morning i get cut
the thing that hurts the most
is the bruise and not the blood

i try but nothing fills me up.
why won’t anything fill me up?
when you’re born with a leak in your heart
it stays so dark

ooooh oooooh oooooh ooooohh

the harvest coming in
everything looks fine
the color from the skin
the water into wine
twenty tons of fruit
in twenty seven days
nothing in the world
is gonna fill this place

i try but nothing’s ever gonna fill me up.
why won’t anything fill me up?
when you’re born with a leak in your heart
it stays so dark

ooooh oooooh oooooh oooooh oooooh oooooh