February 2012
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So I opened up
Might not be new for most of you, but listen up
Some of us are more repressed than others
And we try, experiment from time to time
I thought I’d dream of being dreamed of
Thought I’d pine — for a time
But I woke up in New Mexico, running with my palms wide open
And my heart shut tight, my heart shut tight
I woke up over Joshua Tree, stars all poking fun of me
And my heart shut tight, my heart shut tight — my heart she tried
I wanna make my home in these poor bones
And shake the New York lonely off of me