Patient Heart

A long road makes for a patient heart
A long road makes for a patient heart
You get far enough away, you'll get back to the start
A long road makes for a patient heart
A long road makes for a patient heart
Feel my pulse, it's the rhythm of the dotted line
I let my mind wander from time to time
Who live out here, who tends these fields?
There's an old man praying for a better yield,
There's an old man praying for a better yield.
There's a hawk on the fencepost staring at me.
Hawk with your black eyes what do you see?
Can you tell me if a man is caged or free?
Hawk with your black eyes what do you see?
Hawk with you black eyes what do you see?
I talked to the ghost at the Belmont Hotel,
Said there's no better place in heaven or hell;
I haunt these halls 'cause they treat me well,
Don't be scared when I ring, when I ring that bell,
Don't be scared when I ring, when I ring that bell.
I looked at my face in the hotel mirror
'Til there were only bones and the answers were clear
It's not destruction that a man should feel
When I heard that bell ringing in the midnight air
When I heard that bell ringing in the midnight air.
A long road makes for a patient heart (oo-ooo)
A long road makes for a patient heart (oo-ooo)
You get far enough away, you'll get back to the start,
A long road makes for a patient heart.