Human Hearts

I wanna put the band back together
For human hearts write fairy tales for free
So dust off all your denim and your leather
Like Andy said the birds will fall from trees
Tommy worked at Harry’s helicopters
Fixing choppers for the man
In borrowed boots we slid down stairs
Bled icy hoots of never caring laughter
So brush your pretty hair
(cause you’ll lose it don’t you know)
And make your little bed
(for your girlfriend Judy Rose)
You’ll never be alone
(if you’re always on the road)
I wanna put the band back together
(always on the road)
Press some discs and 45s and pins
(please please come on home)
So dust off all your denim and your leather
(always on the road)
And go on singing naughty through the wind
The broken rings collected there
Such smoky things we breathed out every night
The river rose while we came down
With bloody noses
Running on her gown
So brush your pretty hair
(cause you’ll lose it don’t you know)
And make your little bed
(for your girlfriend Judy Rose)
You’ll never be alone
If you’re always on the road
Let’s try to put the band back together
(always on the road)
For human hearts write fairy tales for free
(please please come on home)
We’ll pick a fight and argue about whether
(always on the road)
Andy said we’d be forever free