I threw up this morning in Christiansburg, VA
I drove down from PA, slept in my van
And I can still taste the whiskey
From the last fool that kissed me
And the people who miss me
I can count on one hand
He missed by a mile, a Paso Fino caballo
That girl in Ohio
With hair black as coal
She was charmed for a moment
By a circus clown poet
And, boy, did he blow it and she let him go
Reckless hearts
The tattered and bruised ones
The slightly confused ones
The ones holding stools down in bars
They show up and find us
And gently remind us
To not be ashamed of our scars
Or who we are
I’ve been saying I was sober
Since the sixth of October
But all that was over
When I heard him say
There’s a friend you been missin’
With a fifth in the kitchen
We started sippin’ and he faded away
Reckless hearts
The tattered and bruised ones
The slightly confused ones
The ones holding stools down in bars
They show up and find us
And gently remind us
To not be afraid of our scars
Or who we are
So just live in the rhythm
And the rhymes when you get ’em
And the notes when you miss ’em
‘Cause you drank all night long
In all of his runnin’
He showed me somethin’
That dyin’ ain’t nothin’
And I can’t prove him wrong
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