It’s about hearts.
Song and Poetry by Daniel Homan

Jason Simon, Vocals

Nadav Lev, Guitar
Yoed Nir, Cello/Strings
John Davis, Bass
David Homan, Piano
Ziv Ravitz, Drums/Percussion

With James Austin Smith, English Horn

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Intro:

A Section:

I met you before the snows fell
the world it split apart
I must tell my story now
In stops and starts

I thought only of the sadness
And loneliness of art
Did you always know that they were just two
Of the same heart?

I don’t want to spit out litanies
The way of the great arts
I just want to tell you
how I fell apart

B Section:

I can’t hardly see at all
I can’t hardly see at all
I can’t hardly see at all
Help me help me, I have
Become disenchanted by a
few of life’s poor rules

A Section:

About this time the great bell rumbled
And signaled with a start
You stood by the green trees
Un-captured by my heart

I met you before the snows fell
The world it split apart
I must tell my story
In stops and starts

B Section:

I can’t hardly see at all
I can’t hardly see at all
I can’t hardly see at all
Help me help me, I have
Become so enchanted by a
few of life’s fair jewels

Instrumental:

A Section:

About the time I fell in tumbles
Of memories and art
Thinking only the weight of this world
Could weaken this poor heart

‘Cause we were torn between the two poles
Of memories and art
We raged about the uselessness of the mind
The uselessness of art

B Section:

I can’t hardly see at all
I can’t hardly breathe at all
I can’t hardly see at all
Help me help me, I have
Become disenchanted with a
few of life’s poor rules

A Section:

I met you before the snows fell,
The world split apart
It was only you that could
Weaken this old heart
Weaken this old heart