Mary Oliver

Guess what? It's the same old song
I've been writing all along
Never did figure it out
I sit down here to work through my fears
And that's what I end up singing out loud
Oh, but who am I to think I get to solve the mystery
Of who and why and what was all that about?
So, turn off the record if you think I'm getting better

I don't wanna let you down
I don't wanna let you down

I really do wanna tell you something cool
But I'm still cleaning up my mess
I scream at the clouds and drink after hours
But the answers don't come without a return address
So, I'm reading my mail and paying my bail
From the prison I've been making in my head
So, now you can bury me in obscurity
'Cause all I wanna be is a heart on a sleeve
All I wanna be is a heart on a sleeve

I don't wanna put my pain on a pedestal
Wrap it up and sell it to you at the record store
I know we all feel the same, I'm just a little louder
Same lemons in my bloody hands, turning me sour
So, I've been playing at the church of Mary Oliver
Yeah, I'm trying to know myself and love all of her
I'm finding wonder in the hyacinths
And owning up to lies and sins and when I think I'm done
I do it again

When I think I'm done
I do it again and again and again

All I'm gonna be, all I'm gonna be, all I'm gonna be is a heart on a sleeve
All I'm gonna be, all I'm gonna be, all I'm gonna be is a heart on a sleeve
All I'm gonna be, all I'm gonna be, all I'm gonna be is a heart on a sleeve
All I'm gonna be, all I'm gonna be, all I'm gonna be is a heart on a sleeve