Tired Hearts

Forest leaves her heart at home

I hear she had a baby son

She says I can feel the world

In him my only one

But every dawn I leave

Late nights I finally go free

A stranger is my child

And my child to me

Work them up

And beat them down

All in the name of love

Can you hear that whistle sound

Maybe life has just begun

Con man sitting at the edge

Of the heavy waters

Barter me something I can

Live on a little longer

If I’m leaving, I'm leaving

No tired hearts still beating

Western winds, oh won’t you

Take me at last

Past those Hudson Yards

That block the stars

What else do you sell me now?

All in the name of love

Burn your words into the ground

And leave me with the smoke

In my lungs

Made man floating on the back of a man-made river

Deliver me gold from the mud

That life from the blood of the giver

If I’m leaving, I’m leaving

No tired hearts still beating

Western winds, oh won’t you

Take me at last

Past those Hudson Yards

That block the stars

I can just make out the call

Bleeding like sound through the wall

Wait as the world sets in

And life goes on like it’s always been

Life from the mother’s death

Young sounds shaped

From the warm breath

Wait as the world sets in

And life goes on like it’s always been

Life goes on like it’s always

Life goes on like it’s always been

Life goes on like it’s always been

Life goes on like it’s always