Paroles: Avett Brothers. Live, Volume 3. Kick Drum Heart.

The footprints over the snow
The fabric of all the lonely
C-covering only
The fables and hands
The rest is out in the cold
Holding the last of the season
F-F-F-F freezin'

Yeeaaaah!

My my my heart like a kick drum
My my heart like a kick drum
My my heart like a kick drum
My my love like a voice

We're walkin' into the field
We're walkin' into the forest
The moon is before us
Up above
We're holdin' hands in the rain
S-sayin words like I love you
Da-da do you love me?

Yeaaaah!

My my my heart like a kick drum

My my heart like a kick drum
My my heart like a kick drum!
My my love like a voice

Mother Mary heard us approaching her door
Though we didn't make a sound

There's nothing like finding gold
within the rocks or the coal
I'm so surprised to find more
Always surprised to find more

I won't look back anymore
I left the people that do
It's not the chase that I love
It's me following you

My my heart like a kick drum
My my heart like a kick drum!
MY MY HEART LIKE A KICK DRUM!
MY MY LOVE LIKE A VOICE!

My my heart like a kick drum...