Heartland Truckstop - Beth Orton

There’s a bridge cross my stream

Never seems to get broken

Never could, never would

Never clouds up my day

See I wanted to give

Then I just couldn’t take it

I wanted to love

And I turned ‘round and hated it

If I ever knew I tried to tell

Give of my heart but I never sell

Supermarket of the soul

Heartland truckstop, global mall

Taking flights of indifference

‘Cross a wide screen sky

Could feel so alive

You might think that you had died

I’m not skating on ice

See, I’m walking on water

And silence is finest

Don’t give me your word

Yes, silence speaks louder

C’mon give me a word

I don’t want nobody knowing

How the hurt in me works

If they ever knew they might just sell

Give of my heart then never tell

Supermarket of the soul

Heartland truckstop, global mall

And the one thing that is certain

Is the one uncertainty

If we keep doing the same thing

Nothing will work out differently

We’re all bridge builders' daughters

With incestuous dreams

Confidentially speaking

All is as it seems

Confidentially speaking

All is as it seems