Beautiful Sound - Jack Ladder & the Dreamlanders

We were always ducking and weaving

Our fists raised high and our heads bowed down

You let your guard drop once I swung

Missed, and then you knocked me out

I woke up in another country

And I pulled my head out of the ground

I got a postcard from my family doctor

It read «Your test results are in the clouds

When a heart breaks it makes a beautiful sound»

And now I’m working in the lemon orchard

I pick the lemons to make lemonade

You drink the juice but you don’t taste the fruit

You get the warmth without the burning pain

Well I know I’m on a sinking ship

From the mast I watch the whole fleet drown

A&R going overboard

And say «Call me when you’re back in town

When a heart breaks it makes a beautiful sound»

When a heart breaks it makes a beautiful sound

When a heart breaks it makes a beautiful sound

When a heart breaks it makes a beautiful sound

It’s the wick burning out on a candle

A lethal dose piercing your vein

The last spin of a propeller

As the engine fails on a plane

All six strings snapping at once

The floods first drop of rain

A cheap backstabbing in an alleyway

Or a bullet in the president’s brain

The sound remains the same

When a heart breaks it makes a beautiful sound

When a heart breaks it makes a beautiful sound

When a heart breaks it makes a beautiful sound

When a heart breaks it makes a beautiful sound

When a heart breaks it makes a beautiful sound

When a heart breaks it makes a beautiful sound

When a heart breaks it makes a beautiful sound

When a heart breaks it makes a beautiful sound

When a heart breaks it makes a beautiful sound