Speak, oh heart!
I'll follow your call anywhere
Give these lungs some fresh air to breathe

And the songs of our fathers to sing

It's early morning and I'm leaving town

So don't be surprised when I'm not around
With such subtle cruelty, you never made an unkind remark
You struck me down and tore out my heart


Bleed old wounds
Remind me of the dangers of standing still

Away with the drudgery
These ruts in the road
Are growing and I'm not yet old


The word left long unspoken shouldn't be spoken at all
An older man's loyalty can equal young passion after all

Ah your cute little hurricane,
Your shot in the dark
It's a disaster when honesty means an unyielding heart

Your disastrous honesty