Heart Of A Broken Story

Four in the afternoon I should be up and gone soon
This is the shirt that I’m wearing out
Torn at the elbow from too much football
And one size too small all around
Stretched shoulder to shoulder
A stretch from soda to soda
And I slept to the radio over the wind in the morning
I’m turned like an elbow;
A slumber after parting
Red faced from too much sun in too many summers
And your state fair mirror of John Taylor saw the whole thing