Hope, Joe - Dump

Tuesday afternoon

It always seems to come too soon

Did you go there?

On your own now?

And it’s cold there

And I wonder when

I wonder where

I wonder where we rode between us

Take time

To break time

It’s tearing holes in my mind

You smile

And I’ll smile

We lose our way ‘round the days

And it’s better left unsaid

If only for a little while

Try to explain

The holes in your heart

time

now

Sold out

The time has come for no

Another thousand miles

Come together nicely for a while

Lost again

all I can

It’s all I am

Try to explain

The holes in your heart

time

You can’t have a heart

You can’t have a heart

You can’t have a heart

You can’t have a heart