Indigo Girls
Three Hits

Three hits to the heart son, and it's poetry in motion
One could send you down the river
Three's a strange way to be delivered
Would you trade your words for freedom
That's a barter for a blind man
Three hits to the heart son, and it's poetry in motion

Are you levee'd like a treasure
Only words can help me find you
And this world's a fickle measure
I would painfully remind you
From a wise man to your red hand
You lay covered in our best sins
Three hits to the heart son, and it's poetry in motion

Well, I dream you constant stranger
With your best bloods and your anger
You say, mother do you claim me?
My beloved do you blame me?
Well, the first two might release you
But the last one sings in me son

Three hits to the heart son, and it's poetry in motion
Three hits to the heart son, and the last one sings in me



Mirror lyrics:


Three hits to the heart son, and the last one sings in me
Three hits to the heart son, and it's poetry in motion

But the last one sings in me son
Well, the first two might release you
My beloved do you blame me?
You say, mother do you claim me?
With your best bloods and your anger
Well, I dream you constant stranger

Three hits to the heart son, and it's poetry in motion
You lay covered in our best sins
From a wise man to your red hand
I would painfully remind you
And this world's a fickle measure
Only words can help me find you
Are you levee'd like a treasure

Three hits to the heart son, and it's poetry in motion
That's a barter for a blind man
Would you trade your words for freedom
Three's a strange way to be delivered
One could send you down the river
Three hits to the heart son, and it's poetry in motion


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