Hearts and Habits - Jake Owen

You, you, I saw you You, you, I saw you Could it, could it be heart Could it, could it be bone This body rapture This body rapture You're wrapped up tight You're wrapped up tight Your empty words Your empty soul Your empty words Your empty soul You're you, you, you I saw you You, you, you I saw you You with your heart You with your mind Hearts and minds Hearts and minds Never again, no never again Never again, no never again Bodies wrapped up tight Bodies wrapped up tight Is it tight enough for you Heart and bone Heart and bone This could be it This could be you This could be it This could be you Your body jerks Your body shakes Your body jerks Your body shakes You're you, you, you I saw you You, you, you I saw you This body rapture This body rapture Your empty words Your empty soul This could be it This could be you You're you, you I saw you You, you, I saw you You

One and one-half wandering Jews Free to wander wherever they choose Are traveling together In the Sangre de Christo The Blood of Christ Mountains of New Mexico On the last leg of a journey They started a long time ago The arc of a love affair Rainbows in the high desert air Mountain passes Slipping into stones Hearts and bones Hearts and bones Hearts and bones Thinking back to the season before Looking back through the cracks in the door Two people were married The act was outrageous The bride was contagious She burned like a bride These events may have had some effect On the man with the girl by his side The arc of a love affair His hands rolling down her hair Love like lightning shaking till it moans Hearts and bones Hearts and bones Hearts and bones And whoa whoa whoa She said why? Why don't we drive through the night And we'll wake up down in Mexico Oh I I don't know nothin' about nothin' About Mexico And tell me why Why won't you love me For who I am Where I am He said 'Cause that's not the way the world is baby This is how I love you baby This is how I love you baby One and one-half wandering Jews Returned to their natural coasts To resume old acquaintances Step out occasionally And speculate who had been damaged the most Easy time will determine if these consolations Will be their reward The arc of a love affair Waiting to be restored You take two bodies and you twirl them into one Their hearts and their bones And they won't come undone Hearts and bones Hearts and bones Hearts and bones Hearts and bones

Ver tua presença no altar e contemplar-te com amor É ver o Senhor humilhado, desprezado, é consolar tua dor São tuas chagas na vida dos pobres, é tua imolação É o Amor que não encontra amor, é o Filho mendigando no chão Pois como dizer que te amo, que vivo da adoração Se o amor que me é dado, não é dado por mim aos irmãos Pois como dizer que te amo, que vivo da adoração Se o amor que me é dado, não é dado por mim aos irmãos É o Teu Corpo que sofre nas ruas, É o Teu Corpo que se entrega na altar É Jesus irmão pobre de rua E Jesus, quero nele te amar

1972 Daddy drove in over, it was sky blue He worked at a record store after school Call it sympathy for the vinyl () 1972 Turntable in the basement, Major Cool A hippie girl, couple cold beers split in two You got your own rock n roll revival Girl you know they didn't ride So come over tonight () I'm gonna rock you like Zeppelin, roll you like the stones Burr like them speakers in my old headphones Gonna fly like an eagle when I drop a needle on the blues I'm gonna get the metal piece down from the attic With a pop and a hiss and a little bit of static We'll return like a villain on some Dylan while we're killin some booze We're gonna kick it like the kids did in 1972 () So will it just be me and you? Playing air drums with The Who's Keith Moon You know them good ones always die too soon Like Jimmy, Jim and Joplin Yea, kickin back, cutting loose Sippin on Jack, that's what we do It don't matter baby girl cus in a few You're gonna hear heaven a knockin Look out! I'm gonna rock you like Zeppelin, roll you like the stones Burr like them speakers in my old headphones Gonna fly like an eagle when I drop a needle on the blues I'm gonna get the metal piece down from the attic With a pop and a hiss and a little bit of static We'll return like a villain on some Dylan while we're killin some booze Well let's kick it like the kids did in 1972 Yea, we're gonna kick it like the kids did in 1972

City of angels, city of stars Well, she shine brightest on that stone boulevard She introduced me to Jackson Brown Convertible rode me all over that town Oh, my LAX She always carried a Polaroid camera She always had that cold act glamour Well, she moved out there to chase her dream To be an actress on that silver screen Oh, my LAX Well, dear seventies ---- Please hold tight to my California honey Make her famous with lots of money And tell her I wish her all the best Oh, my LAX Night trampoline and marijuana I close my eyes and I can smell it on her Bored in a plan back to Tennessee I wonder if she's ever gonna think about me Well, dear palm trees and palm readers Tattoo artist and make believers Please tell her next time you see her That I sure wish her all the best Oh, my LAX Oh, my LAX