Feast of Hearts

There's a doubt
 Like a plague
 Burning down skyscrapers
 In my brain
 She says she knows everything
 Except my name
 We saw the ocean from the East coast
 Coming for Coney Island
 And all the freak-show ghosts
 There's nothing to it, she said
 Put her hands against the midnight sky
 The summer that Elvis died
 There was a feast of hearts
 This little world was ours
 And on that radio played
 A song with your name
 I took the wheel with one hand
 And drove through the Rockies
 Without a plan
 I kissed the dust from your lips
 Then you kissed the Rio Grand
 We saw the rivers and the black seas
 Somewhere in Arizona
 Was a Joshua tree
 She said she loved me
 What was I supposed to believe?
 There was a feast of hearts
 This little world was ours
 And on that radio played
 A song with your name
 There was nothing to say
 So I said something wrong
 When there's something to lose,
 Someone else to beat upon
 There was nothing to say
 Nothing to say
 What took so long?
 There was a feast of hearts
 This little world was ours
 And on that radio played
 A song with your name
 There was a feast of hearts
 This little world was ours
 And on that radio played
 A song with your name
 A song with your name