Monday, October 07, 2002

why must happy hearts break so hard
leave you curled up in the back seat of a car
staring up at the windshield?

when will broken hearts learn how to heal?

this boy i knew was five years older than me
his daddy'd left him when he was three
after we went walking by a stream
he held me down and made me feel as bad as he

why must happy hearts break so hard
leave you standing in the darkness of the barn
staring at those rusty wheels?

when will broken hearts learn how to heal?

and everybody's searching for a place to put their love

see the people on the street?
they go home and what do you think they dream of?
U N C O N D I T I O N A L L O V E
why did you leave me?

mother, why do you sleep with him?
he says he's smothering
then he comes back again
in our house for the weekend

why must people's breaking hearts pretend?

why must happy hearts break so hard
leave you staring in the mirror at the bar?
leave you talking to yourself
because you can't talk to anybody else







this week i've been listening to okkervil river and reading daniel woodrell

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