Heartbeat, no one cares,
everybody’s worrying about their own affairs.
Heartbeat, no one hears it.
Everybody knows it’s there but no one fears it.
It’s not hard to understand
why the people say,
“Freedom isn’t free”
if they’re not the ones who pay.
Teardrop, does no one feel you?
Though I know that you are real, do they all know too?
Teardrop, has no one met you?
If they lose someone who’s close they won’t forget you.
It’s not hard to understand
why the people say,
“Freedom isn’t free”
if they’re not the ones who pay.
Angry people shouting at them from a crowd
Why must all the people shout so loud?
Angry people shouting at them from a crowd
Why must all the people shout so loud?
Angry people shouting at them from a crowd
Why must all the people shout so loud?
Angry people shouting at them from a crowd
Why must all the people shout so loud?
Gunfire, does no one hear you?
The only time you bother someone’s when they’re near you.
Gunfire, for scores that you meet,
you’re a thief that steals a life and stops a heartbeat.
It’s not hard to understand
why the people lie,
“Freedom isn’t free”
if they’re not the ones who die.
It’s not hard to understand
why the people say,
“Freedom isn’t free”
if they’re not the ones who pay.
Written by: Michael Bonanno
Lead vocal: Michael
Back up vocals: Michael
Acoustic Guitar, Bass, Drums,
Electric Lead Guitar, Piano: Michael
COPYRIGHT 2005 by Michael Bonanno
LOC Reg. #SRu6254 - 213
Reproduction of “Heartbeat”
or any part therein without
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