Heart Attack-Patrick Hammond

[00:00.310]The peace of a poet's heart; the sounds of mozart. [00:03.310]A little girl smilin' on an island. [00:07.300]Everyday's a new day, that's what they all say. [00:11.300]I'm makin' sure that I don't have a heart attack. [00:15.300]My heart keeps the love in my chest [00:19.300]and my mouth sings about the rest. [00:22.300]And my feet stand on the ground, [00:26.300]the ground that shakes below me. [00:31.300] [00:33.300]The church is the people,not the steeple [00:37.300]The bread is the body,that's what got me. [00:41.300]Music is an artform, steady as a black horese. [00:44.800]Write what you feel and not what you steal. [00:49.600]My herat keeps the love in my chest [00:52.300]and my mouth sings about the rest. [00:56.300]And my feet stand on the ground, [01:00.300]the ground that shakes below me. [01:04.300]My hands, they write the words [01:07.300]But I know I'm not the first. [01:11.600]My eyes, they look back on [01:15.300]The ones that came before me. [01:19.300] [01:33.300]Lovely to meet you, can I keep you? [01:37.300]Covered by a thimble, let's rekindle [01:41.300]A love we had a hundred years back [01:45.300]I'm making sure that I don't have a herat attack [01:52.300]My herat keeps the love in my chest [01:56.300]and my mouth sings about the rest. [02:00.300]And my feet stand on the ground, [02:03.700]the ground that shakes below me. [02:07.300]My hands, they write the words [02:11.300]But I know I'm not the first. [02:15.300]My eyes, they look back on [02:19.300]The ones that came before me. [02:37.300]Laying in a bed, the nurse just said, [02:41.300]"I'm makin' sure that you don't have a heart attack."