Feast Of Hearts

There's a doubt

Like a plague

Burning down skyscrapers

In my brain

She says she knows everything

Except my name

We saw the ocean from the East coast

Coming for Coney Island

And all the freak-show ghosts

There's nothing to it, she says

Puts her hands against the midnight sky

The summer that Elvis died

There was a feast of hearts

This little world was ours

And on that radio played

A song with your name

I took the wheel with one hand

And drove through the Rockies

Without a plan

I kissed the dust from your lips

Then you kissed the Rio Grand

We saw the rivers and the black seas

Somewhere in Arizona

Was a Joshua tree

She said she loved me

What was I supposed to believe?

There was a feast of hearts

This little world was ours

And on that radio played

A song with your name

There was nothing to say

So I said something wrong

When there's something to lose,

Someone else to beat upon

There was nothing to say

Nothing to say

What took so long?

There was a feast of hearts

This little world was ours

And on that radio played

A song with your name

There was a feast of hearts

This little world was ours

And on that radio played

A song with your name

A song with your name