I've been told to walk away nearly every time I make an album
And I hear there's no good men left
Everyone in Nashville's deaf
Sad songs are a thing of the past
If I'm an old photograph
Worn and torn and fadin' fast
In a frame laying shattered on the floor
Maybe this old picture
Like an old vinyl record
Will get dusted off and loved just like before
Between the moon and the midwest we dream higher than the pines
Only one thing that we've got, but it's somethin' that they want:
Beaten but unbroken hearts
Ain't no gold and Cadillacs for boys like me who open up their hearts
How long you can take it before the whole thing tears your world apart
I've the latter, or surely drown
Worked so hard to climb
Yet sadly always find
The water steady-rising all around
Between the moon and the midwest we dream higher than the pines
Only one thing that we've got, but it's somethin' that they want:
Beaten but unbroken hearts
Between the moon and the midwest we dream higher than the pines
Only one thing that we've got, but it's somethin' that they want:
Beaten but unbroken hearts
Beaten but unbroken hearts
