Heartbeat

Paper blows where no man goes
Möbius strip to old black holes
Tiny corner of my room
Don Giovanni sits in gloom

Ask me why
I’m living here
Sun don’t shine
As do out there
Like things old and dear
Heartbeats inside

Sidewalk sits with fiery eyes
Too much booze
And sleepless nights
Walks the wharf
Where no man goes
All those ships
Sailed long ago

Ask me why
I’m living here
Sun don’t shine
As do out there
Like things old and dear
Heartbeats inside

Dakota’s seen some brighter days
Badlands and their lawless ways
All my heroes dead and gone
So I sing an ode to John

Ask me why
I’m living here
Sun don’t shine
As do out there
Like things old and dear
A heart beats inside

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