Lyrics:

(Terrible Thrills, Volume Two)
They closed the parkway late last night
And as I sat with the echoes of the lies that I told
I felt young, never changed by crooked hearts
So put the shotgun back in the glove
Come on and wait another year for a dream far away
To come home, to be brave
Everything has changed, and now it's only you that matters
I will find any way to your wild heart

They boarded up the windows and the doors to my house
No one will ever read the letters or the lies that I told
From the years I was changed by crooked hearts
Why did they have to go and do us like that?
Why did they have to go and run from the dream far away?
Were we there? Was I brave?
To think that everything must die for anyone to matter
Got to find any way to your wild heart

Oh, got to find any way to your wild heart
Oh, I will find any way
Everything has changed, now I can't tell what matters
I will find any way to your wild heart
Your wild heart, your wild heart
Your wild heart, your wild heart
Your wild heart, your wild heart
Your wild heart, your wild heart
Your wild heart, your wild heart