Hard Heart - Peter Wolf Crier

Lost before the keeping

They are not my own repeating

They are stalling you

One of my heart’s

While it’s mother inn keeps reading

She is stalling you

Like a stand still

Honey I am stalling you

Like a stand still

Honey I am calling you

One of my arms reaping

While the other keeps receipts

And it is lost from view

Taking pictures down and

Meanwhile reading letters aloud

As they are lost from view

Like a stand still

Honey I am calling you

Like a stand still

Honey I am calling you

Lost before the bleeding

Without windows shut and breathing

They are calling you

Taking one to owe one

To give thanks in ways I know one

I am calling you out

Like a stand still

Honey I am calling you

Like a stand still

Honey I am calling you