A Kindred Heart

You gotta get yourself in the right mindset now
You keep drooling down your sleeve with no reprieve
Nothing's gonna help if you take that bet now
The world is gonna turn 'til you're upside down again

You keep looking
For a kindred heart
Meant to be found
In all the same bars

He had the worst thirst and more when he fell down
And blew out the knees of his jeans on the floor
It was the worst Thurston Moore impression I've ever heard
He does it over and over again, you know, it's so absurd

Smoke of dreams
Psychic hearts
Elegy for
All the dead rock stars

You keep looking
For a kindred heart
Meant to be found
In all the same bars
Smoke of dreams
And psychic hearts
Elegy for
All the dead rock stars



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