Broken Heart Land Lyrics

By Owen Temple
How did your past get stuck in a pawnshop
Seems everything you owned is held in hock
At the only store open on this whole downtown block
On a shelf next to records and pistols, I found your old guitar
I saw your Chevy Nova down at the salvage yard
We got heartaches all around
Got miles of rusted towns
I sit back and wonder how it all slipped through your hands
Factories crumble away
Like the long gone glory days
Of a broken heart land
Down in the alley by the warehouse
I found a painting on a wall that you did
You wrote your name in letters six feet high
So there's no mistaking this is where you lived
The dreams you had, thought they would all come true
But they just faded out like this old picture you drew
Bridge:
So I threw your old guitar off the bridge into the river
Driftwood taking on water slipping away