A swarm of sparrows rising over a cane field
Hearts ascend like that
Falling is the closest to flying
I believe we'll ever get, we'll ever get


The drop and lift
The drop and lift
Of hearts and chest
Of in and out
And out and in
And out of love again

A string of horses racing
Along the crooked fence line
Hearts run like that
Breathless and full of questions
My love's got a bad sense of direction


The drop and lift
The drop and lift
Of hearts and chest
Of in and out
And out and in
And out of love again


The drop and lift
The drop and lift
Of hearts and chest
Of in and out
And out and in
And out of love again


Sunset, the sky gets pink and bruised
Over canyon lakes
The same color a heart aches
And falling, the closest to flying
I believe we'll ever get, we'll ever get

The drop and lift
The drop and lift
Of hearts and chest
Of in and out
And out and in
And out of love again