On that particular evening, I realized it was time for my heart to break. Again.
Is your heart more like a rock, or an eggshell?
Either way, what’s inside?
And how will you find out?
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lyrics
every time your heart breaks,
it gets a little clearer
every time your hand shakes
(whether it’s from fear or anger)
but you move slowly forward,
you move closer to your heart:
your broken heart;
your broken-open heart
every time your heart breaks,
it gets a little clearer
every time your heart breaks,
let it break open
every time your heart breaks,
feel it! feel it, feel it!
every time, every time, every time
so many times—
who would you be if your heart were constantly
breaking, breaking open?
clearly breaking open...
breaking open clear
every time my heart breaks,
it gets a little clearer
every time my heart breaks,
it gets a little nearer
to my real heart...
and i hope it breaks again, breaks again and again
yes i hope it breaks again, breaks again and again
yes i hope it breaks again and again,
and again and again and again
because clear is what i want in the end
every time your heart breaks,
it gets a little clearer
every time your heart breaks...
parts
tjw: Martin D-28 acoustic guitar, bass ukulele, vocals
Bob Hutko, Glob Studios: additional production
Deborah Lewis: cinematography