From the High Branch

Verse 1

From a high branch above the street  

Quiet wings and watching feet  

They walk below with guarded eyes  

Carrying storms they call their lives  

They reach for warmth, they hold too tight  

They say the wrong thing every time  

A word, a look, a closing door  

And something breaks a little more  

Chorus

Strange are the hearts below  

Needing more than they can show  

Building homes in someone’s soul  

Then breaking what could make them whole  

Strange are the hearts below  

Always more than they can hold  

Calling love and letting go  

Strange are the hearts below  

Verse 2

From wire to branch the days repeat  

Same soft hurt in different streets  

They want to stay, they pull away  

They lose the words they meant to say  

They fear the truth, they fear the fall  

So they don’t say the things at all  

A gentle thing they almost knew  

Turns into something sharp and cruel  

Chorus

Strange are the hearts below  

Needing more than they can show  

Building homes in someone’s soul  

Then breaking what could make them whole  

Strange are the hearts below  

Always more than they can hold  

Calling love and letting go  

Strange are the hearts below  

Bridge

And maybe they don’t mean the harm  

Maybe they just don’t know  

How to hold another heart  

Without letting go  

Final Chorus

Strange are the hearts below  

Needing more than they can show  

Building homes in someone’s soul  

Then breaking what could make them whole  

Strange are the hearts below  

Always more than they can hold  

Calling love and letting go  

Strange are the hearts below