Heart Of Sticks - Jenn Grant

Oh tree you’re taller than me*

And greener on the side

Oh clouds are you looking at me now

Are you looking down at us on our sides

Oh air you’re sweeter than me

I can feel you now

Old moon do you have a spare room for my love I’m sending out

Please take care of the heart you’re taking there

(Chicka-chikah)

Nobody’s got your heart on their sleeve like we do

You were getting old, the sun was setting down on our sides

Seems like I was leaving you

Those final weeks when I moved out with photographs

Dishes and sheets and that’s when I said

It’s time for moving on

Your heart was not so strong

I took you walking where I memorized your steps and colors

Will they last me for a lifetime?

You’ll never leave my mind

You’ll never leave my mind

There are places in the land where we let go of you

Called the ocean and the sand

Best place you’d been to

I made you a heart of sticks and set up your favorite view

Seagulls over island sands and herons on the dunes

You’re running in my heart aren’t you

You’re running in my heart aren’t you

Woooh oooh