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