Your heart is dark as a hemlock grove
Where the sun never shines and nothing grows
Black as each feather in a murder of crows
Your heart is dark as a hemlock grove
Your heart is empty as winter in a tourist town
The boardwalk deserted, all shuttered down
And every bird has flown —southbound
Your heart is empty as winter in a tourist town
There is no resolution try as I might
I shun the darkness but I shy away from the light
There's a hole inside I try to fill
But you dig it deeper still
Our love is crooked as the teeth in an old man's smile
As the stones in the graveyard, as a country mile
But I'll drive all night to get there if you let me stay awhile
Our love is crooked as the teeth in an old man's smile
Your heart is empty
as winter in a tourist town
Your heart is dark
as a hemlock grove.