What The Heart Looks Like When It's Hot - Common Rider

Well its one thing to be broke

And another thing to be broken

I will miss you when I’m drowning

Said the rain to the ocean

The one thing she is is gone

The other thing she is is gone

This is the one about countinig out

The corners of my room

Trying to hold on

Let me show you what the heart looks like when it’s hot

In bed when your back was folded

Neatly between my shoulders

Like an envelope and a letter

And even I could tell the truth

Well it gave me a private storm

So I broke up into thirds in your pasture

Now I’m tracing this brutal longing

It’s a trick that I just can’t master

The night has no concern

For my moments so they just burn

In a fire that looks like dullness

In a pyre that sucks up the darkness

There is nothing profound about thirst

It’s the nothing part that cuts the worst

And the Morse Code rain with it’s relentless message:

«Fool you’re not the first»