Closed Heart (see demo 45170)

Closed Heart (see demo 45170)

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Liner Notes: 

PLEASE listen to Tim’s wonderful music demo:

http://fiftyninety.fawmers.org/song/45170

Lyrics: 

V1
a car passes by so slowly
it’s light broken by old oak trees
reminds me of those fall nights
when you’d come surprise me
I’d wait by my front door
you’d run up fast, happily
that was then, this is now and
I guess we weren’t
meant to be

C
my heart was so open
open like an ocean shore
open to your waves of want
when you came...
came to my door

your heart started closing
closing like a season ends
closing when winds changed and
I needed more...
more than a friend

V2
you’d wrap your arms around me
we’d linger under the porch light
I’d ask you to come in for a bit
and you’d spend the whole night
we were the best of friends
and a little more sometimes
but when my love grew deep for you
you came here and
said good bye

C
my heart was so open
open like an ocean shore
open to your waves of want
when you came...
came to my door

your heart started closing
closing like a season ends
closing when winds changed and
I needed more...
more than a friend

B
it is so hard to stay open
once a heart I loved has closed
but I still hope that it is you
in every car on my road

C
my heart was so open
open like an ocean shore
open to your waves of want
when you came..
came to my door

your heart started closing
closing like a season ends
closing when winds changed and
I needed more...
more than a friend



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Comments

wacha's picture

Wow, this is beautiful but a real gut punch.

Kristi's picture

I like how you took one event, a car slowly passing by, and whisked us away into a story that has such sadness attached to it. And the bridge too, adds to that in such a vulnerable way. You can't help but feel their angst. Great write.

Tim Fatchen's picture

That's a chorus that wrenches, and it's a sad story. We humans are just not good at loving linkages, are we.